Yesterday I saw a blue horse I had been reading Mary Oliver.
It cavorted skittishly until it was joined by another and those two blue horses began to prance and dance.
Yesterday I saw two blue horses waltzing with the north wind,
rising and falling in a rhythm until, they were joined by another and those three blue horses began cantering and careering.
Yesterday I saw three blue horses wind whipping at their backs and their heels
thundering over the hillside until, they were joined by another and those four blue horses began charging and chasing each other.
Yesterday I saw five blue horses braced against the storm
leaning into the north wind that flattened the long grass, soaking those five blue horses until their blue hair was black.
Yesterday I saw five blue horses trying to out run the storm
as thunder cracked and lightning struck they ran and ran until they reached the sea and those five blue horses with mane’s alight and tails a-fire disappeared into the waves.