Paso de la muerte

She told me of the paso de la muerte,
the leap of death,

how she raced around the ring
and jumped from the saddled horse

to the barebacked one,
clinging to the neck and mane

as if life itself were a galloping pony
and death its pounding hoofs.

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About Ray Sharp

Father, poet, triathlete, local public health planner
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2 Responses to Paso de la muerte

  1. Chagall says:

    Tight – very nice. —CC

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