Midnight Ride Poem by Bert Bell

I come here on cobalt blue days
to remember suzie− this
is the exact spot where her horse

took her that night, out into the glittering
reflection of the milky way
for one last midnight ride into

the next life− she used to say she
loved me, and she did,
but I always knew she loved that damned horse

more− I come here to vent my anger
and leave it here where she died,
then I go home empty and never stop loving

her− she washed up the next morning one
beach over, and all they found of her
horse was the paraphernalia she used to get up on it.