Dawnell Harrison

The sun
Was chasing
The clouds
Away like

The thunder
Of wild horses
In Montana –
Heavy manes

In the air.
They could not
Be contained

Like fruit
In a jar –
There was
Just freedom

And truth
And beauty
Tossing about
High in the mountains.

©2012 This work is the property of the author.


Posted on March 11, 2012, in Dawnell Harrison, POETRY and tagged . Bookmark the permalink. 1 Comment.

  1. Dawnell’s second poem to appear on MM. Read SO WE GO by heading to the EASY LINKS TO POEMS page.

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