Centaur

What is this beast
that roars past so fast
streaking hot dog
tearing by in flick of eye
tail writhing white
ripping heart like furies’ dart
over the waves to wave
like hearts so brave?
Then gone.

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Poet, playwright, duplicate bridge player, website designer, cottager, husband, father, grandfather, former athlete, carpenter, computer helper for my friends, theatre designer, backstage polymath, retired teacher of highschool English, drama, art, a baritone singer in a barbershop quartet, who knows what else? wordcurrents is on Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/wordcurrents/ Doug also has a Facebook page, "Incognitio", related to his novels.
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