Black stallion
sleek mane with
a streak of white
Wild, roaming
his countryside
home
Appreciating
its green
pastures
Drinking from a
lake observing
rolling clouds
Leader, Rearing
with any to keep
his spot
He decides
his speed and
satisfies his needs
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Yesenia Guerra 
Jonathan Caswell
EXCELLENT POETRY!!!! 🙂
poetaflor
Thank you so much.
Soul Walker
I see wild horses all the time when I am trail-running near home. They are beautiful animals…
poetaflor
That’s awesome! I haven’t seen wild ones but the ones I’ve seen at the zoo have such sadness in their eyes. They’re meant to be free.