William+Blake

25.8.11

Poem.

HORSE:

The animal tosses its head. Its long hair flying up into the air. It moves fowards and back in fright. Me walking up to it in the night.

"Hello boy. I won't hurt you." It tries to turn around but the reigns hold him down. I continue to wonder as my mind ponders

How fast can this animal go? Maybe fast, maybe slow. Can it escape this empty terrain? Maybe to one day walk in the rain?

I bend down to inspect its hooves. It looks like brown and white rock. "How interesting!" I yell, my voice as light as a little bell.

I get back up, off the sandy ground Taking off the reins, as it thumps. I carefully remove the brown ropes and slap it as it runs off, hoping it could find its way.

Nobody can tame a black stallion Unless somehow they slack They have rights to roam Through their very old home They can take it back!

CAT:

Why the slit eyes? Why not ordinary? Why the sharp claws? And why four paws?

Oh, cat how your eyes glow. Your sleek fur, quiet as snow.

Your continuos complaining Hi Nana I love this bit. Mr du. is very annoying Get a job, get a life. Get some food, maybe a wife

Why so independent, lazy old cat. Is it because you can depend on teeth like a bats?

All you do is sleep and eat Cleaning your ears, and licking your feet And all you do is sit down all day "Go outside!" I would say.

But you choose to ignore my constant pleading

(Not finished)