Hoofs Of Horses Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

the hoofs of horses
the bronze statue
the raised bronze leg
half cut and more

reeled the wind
around the statue
and the holding stone
neighed
neighed
neighed

the bastions up are
blue

united are the trees
into one cluster-gale

there were giggles
giggles of goblins
nymphs
some were dancing
others in the waters
swimming.

where be the rains
that lighted red
and put the hills
on fire
the caverns shivering
the Oceans in a
dread?

geometry and Euclid
ah! beginning
for me
but to proceed
from these departed I

where is the street
that leads
to the Golgotha?
asked the ghost in the
cemetery
To me, yet I spoke
not
went on its way
the ghost.

where be the chill that unearthed
soils and bones
from Hastings Gardens?

the snows rare that on the
town fell at night
that no human enjoyed?
Tell me.