I Don't Have A White Horse

I don’t have a white horse
I don’t even know how to ride one
And so we begin the disappointment

How much time is needed
For your heart to decide
If I can provide you the right moment?

The moment you dreamed of
The instant in time you crave
To relieve you of your lonely torment

Have you ever wondered about the dreams of a man?
And if you are not that dream
How can you expect him to live under your judgment?

I wonder if you will understand
That as we kiss
Time will stop for as long as your lips are in agreement

And when they part to allow further exploration
Will you know my desire has made the journey
Past your own to ask your heart for its consent?

Do you feel the shock of indecision
While you moan feelings of need
And reach wildly as morality makes it’s inevitable descent?

And now with the roaring fire of complete surrender
Burning in ways you never could contemplate
Will you set before it your dream for its abandonment?

What you could have never known
Was your imagination was steeped in fantasy
Melting, as my touch made all your plans transparent

As the fear of my power rises before you
And the prospect of my allure to others such as yourself
You must decide if I am worth the gamble for your fulfillment

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cynamans 4 years ago from Washington DC

Wow great poem.

Voted up and awesome.

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Nellieanna 4 years ago from TEXAS

Such a quandary! Well described, Mark.

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Angelo52 4 years ago from Central Florida

Excellent poem. Liked the back and forth. Voted up.

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flashmakeit 4 years ago from usa

That excellent poem had a lot of meaning to it. Vote up!!

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The Suburban Poet 4 years ago from Austin, Texas Author

Thank you cynamans, Nellieanna, Angelo and flashmakeit. This one is a bit about vulnerability but only because there are times when we aren't the answer to the dream but that doesn't mean we aren't somebody's answer; or even the answer to that dreamer if they just realize that sometimes a dream is a hard thing to compete with.

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Daisy Mariposa 4 years ago from Orange County (Southern California)


Your words have painted a picture of so many emotions.

I've read your prose poem twice, and picked up even more of the struggle and vulnerability the second time.

Great job!

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The Suburban Poet 4 years ago from Austin, Texas Author

Hi Daisy. Thank you for mentioning this on FB. It makes me feel great to hear that someone spends time with something that I write all alone at night....

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rahul0324 4 years ago from Gurgaon, India

Powerful poetry, very strong on the narrative front! Appeals to the reader, like me,,, getting stung each moment by the art it carries!

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The Suburban Poet 4 years ago from Austin, Texas Author

Thank you again rahul. I think my style is as you say; a narrative that attempts to let you in on my way of thinking without making it too flowery... but prose is challenging...

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scrittobene 4 years ago from Melbourne Australia

The dialogue here expresses assertion which is reflective of the male energy in the ritual of courting. This black and white logical approach is contrasted by the natural inclination of the female psyche to pursue the illusion of perfection which is largely unattainable. Eventually, the passing of time will confirm the fallibility of all men and it is at this point that the fairytale ends.

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The Suburban Poet 4 years ago from Austin, Texas Author

Hi Maria. Thank you for such a thoughtful response. You're right in your analysis and I guess my point is to not assume a fantasy when we meet but to know that possibly another story that is rooted in reality is better and waiting for you.

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raciniwa 4 years ago from Naga City, Cebu

awesome poem...

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Storytellersrus 4 years ago from Stepping past clutter

Nice. I had to laugh at your first verse. I loved the classic imagery of a man on a white horse and accompanying baggage.

This emotion opened to others as I read through the poem, abruptly discovering it was not a humorous poem but a heartfelt and sensual one.

As I add years to my marriage commitment, I discover the truth of this poem on a deeper level. Early on I think love centers on how happy he or she makes "me". This changes radically as "me" becomes "we" in a very real way.

Thanks for reminding me of this truth.

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