There are six stallions in the meadow
Six colors in your hair
A breeze across blue flowers
Your laughter in the air.
There’s a stillness on the water
A likeness in your eyes.
I can feel your smile
A warm sun in disguise.
There are six stallions in the meadow
Six colors in your hair
A breeze across blue flowers
Your laughter in the air.
There’s a stillness on the water
A likeness in your eyes.
I can feel your smile
A warm sun in disguise.
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7 responses so far ↓
Rebecca // March 12, 2007 at 7:57 pm
I remember this one. It takes me on tangents of thoughts with each and every line.
Paul // March 12, 2007 at 9:26 pm
Thank you! That’s a very interesting responnse to the poem. I like the idea that it provokes so many associations for you.
enreal // January 17, 2008 at 7:26 am
An important reminder of the importance of subtlety in words. Beautiful Paul….
Paul // January 17, 2008 at 2:25 pm
Thank you, Enreal!
Amy // February 18, 2008 at 12:42 pm
This is simple and beautiful! I love it!
Paul // February 27, 2008 at 11:28 am
Thank you, Amy! I hope you are aware that I instantly and irreversibly fall in love with anyone who praises my poetry.
suburbanlife // March 5, 2008 at 8:17 am
This is a lovely take on using a list to generate a poem with great feeling - so simple, yet leaves so much room for the reader’s mind to free-associate. A kind of bare-foot poem. G
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