white mare at dusk Poem by Aonghas MacNeacail

white mare at dusk



white mare
on a sallow brae
at night fall
between stillness and speed
as pale as a dream

there's nothing to tell
but that she's a
white mare
on a sallow brae
at night fall
and
the mysterious beauty of the image
the frightening beauty of the image
and
the darkened wait
for break of day

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