Wild Man Called Horse
written by: Mario William Vitale
There in second guess in
Don’t call me late for dinner
The underscore read
A timid fellowship
Between a horse & man
Outside working on his tan
In the wilderness
Mark the man willing to explore
A call for more
Helping others realize satisfaction exists
Only to get stuck with an Indian
The tumult of a forbidden orb!!!
Chase after a breath
Most of life is a test
Come along for a ride
A willingness to dance & hide
The turning of the tide
At the outset of love
A house would bring the party
Thought his house was haunted
Living with ghosts when my heart aches
Whispers on the latent trip
Come along my friend
I will mix words until the end
To ease my troubled mind
Onto the dark of the moon
I watched the world
As to be something new
The man called horse!!!
Not much time for remorse
Listen to the lovely chime
With a superhero mind
Kisses & hugs
Swept under the rug!!!
Having over 1,000 poems toward his platform.
Born in Bristol, Ct he currently lives in Wolcott.
- Wild Man Called Horse - April 7, 2026
- A Beacon Of Hope - November 7, 2025
- Separation - January 24, 2019
