The small blue Arab stallion dances on the hill
like a glancing breaker, like a storm rearing in the sky,
In his prick-ears,the wind, that wanderer and spy,
sings of the dunes of Arabia, lion-coloured still.
The small blue stallion poses like a centaur-god,
netting the sun in his sea-spray mane, forgetting
his stalwart mares for a phantom galloping unshod;
changing for a heat-mirage his tall and velvet hill.
Blue Arab
Judith Wright
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Poem topics: god, sea, sky, sun, wind, storm, velvet, mirage, blue, small, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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