Chapbook Update 22: Elizabeth S. Wolf
Gary Farlow sent in a collection of love poems from North Carolina. Mr. Farlow is a classically trained poet, with an impressive acknowledgements page of prior publications. My comment on this page is: “I have taken workshops which didn’t use repetition this effectively.”
Wild Horses
A team of wild horses
could not drag me away from you;
It makes no difference
what you say or do;
my love cannot be stifled
I hope you know this to be true,
for a team of wild horses
cannot drag me away from you.
A team of wild horses
cannot match the awesome power;
of my love for you
which only grows stronger by each hour.
You my love are the rain
and I, your thirsty flower.
No, a team of wild horses
simply cannot match your power.
A team of wild horses
can never match your grace,
or the majestic beauty
of your dimpled smile, your face;
when you are near
there is no sadness, not one trace.
For a team of wild horses
can never hope to equal your grace.
Yes, you are my stallion,
my Equas, my Pinchon
upon your strength, your love
I place my very life upon.
A team of wild horses
may run strong and true,
but no power exists in nature
that can take me away from you.