Wild Horses
written by: Vickie Johnstone
@vickiejohnstone
She sees horses in the streets,
tearing down the tarmac,
silvery manes of flowing water
twisting in the wind’s hands.
Pale white streaks of ghosts
leaving translucent trails of light,
black eyes glistening, nostrils
flared, silent in their insistency.
They say the fields are full of
bodies, buried during the war,
but all she can see are the horses,
hooves pounding the ground.
Beautiful wild beasts racing
without a care in the world,
unreflected in windows.
How they run.
Hi, I live in London, UK, and I have self-published 17 books. I love reading, writing, films, the sea, art and animals. I have published a six-book series about a magical cat called Kiwi, a zombie series, an undersea fantasy, a comedy with a dog as the hero, a funny detective series and five books of poetry. Kiwi and the Serpent of the Isle was a finalist in the Children's Books section of the National Indie Excellence Book Awards 2013. I Dream of Zombies was a finalist in the Horror section of the same competition in 2014.
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