On the Horizon

Gazed out of the window,
The heat haze shimmering,
On the cloudless blue horizon.
Stretching over the golden sand,
Into infinity......
In the mist far beyond,
trembling with the heat,
I saw, slowly, vaguely,
Horses galloping,
manes streaming behind
on the wind,
Coming closer.
I could feel their thunderous hooves
Vibrating the sand beneath my feet.
Growing, increasing,
Rumbling now, like an earthquake.
I turned my head,
And moved forward,
Past the Marlborough Cigarette poster
going home on the bus.


Chrissie Nash (Aged 20)
1974