another daydream

another daydream

Tuesday, August 7, 2018

Woo the Day

Anne Bachelier, artist
(with reflection by day)


Woo the day.
Coat over a puddle 

morose so she may cross
the strewn morass.

Your jacket pumiced 
by day's dainty gait. 

In the morn 
she was a foal.

Fresh as you were 
brash to break her in.

Hastened to the task,
foaming at the mouth. 

Saddled, she likens to
a lady sashaying 

through streets,
avenues, boulevards. 

The sass of day
is everlasting.

She may return a token,
a horseshoe in the grass.