Waterhorses
Waterhorses kick and buck, racing to shore;
eager-
and aggressive even, with dun colored heads
and manes and tales of frothy white.
They leap ahead of one another
then dissipate, reclaimed in sea foam and current
as they reach my toes.
My horse
girl loves these creatures -
arms wide, she races knee keep to meet them;
stubby braids like cut reins,
she runs unrestrained.
With equine exuberance, the water horses jump at her
spraying foam and mist in a crash of water and horse and girl.
Momentarily she is engulfed-
but it’s only a bit of friendly play among siblings of sorts;
and soon enough she leaves these companions
to canter off in chase of sea birds,
horse girl legs pounding the sand.
arms wide, she races knee keep to meet them;
stubby braids like cut reins,
she runs unrestrained.
With equine exuberance, the water horses jump at her
spraying foam and mist in a crash of water and horse and girl.
Momentarily she is engulfed-
but it’s only a bit of friendly play among siblings of sorts;
and soon enough she leaves these companions
to canter off in chase of sea birds,
horse girl legs pounding the sand.
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