#Photography, Poetry

Manipulators


 

 

The Stallion is wild.

His Filly is gone

their black and white world,

gone gray.

 

The Filly is not coming back.

 

The Stallion

spits at the empty stall.

 

The Stallion

bucks

until his spirit

quashes its own refrain.

 

The Stallion cannot be alone.

 

The new Mare

trusts the Stallion

completely.

 

The Stallion relaxes for a bit.

 

Unworldly Mare

fooled into a golden stall,

try to remember your life outside

a healthy life, beyond Machiavellian black and blue.

 

Published by

Cornelia DeDona

Autodidact, native New Yorker, and currently a Member-At-Large of The National League Of American Pen Women, Cornelia lived in Kaneohe, Hawaii for thirty-seven years. At fifty, poetry and photography became Cornelia’s gateway out of an abusive marriage. She is compelled to share her writing and art because she wants to inspire others.

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