I took some liberties with today’s prompt (pony tail).
Reblogged from the Lexington Poetry Month blog.
some like the way a mare’s tail
flames behind her as if she sets
the very air on fire when she runs
others fancy how her mane breaks
along the arch of her neck and cascades
over her withers, water spilled on stone
me, I watch the feathered dance of fetlocks
as her feet fly over the earth, shimmy
of lightning to the thunder of her hooves