Tricia Lloyd Waller
Just in Case
Because they always kept a bowl of mints
on the hall table between the Clarice Cliff
and the sand filled lighthouse--
“present from Alum Bay.”
Just in case the white horses came to call.
The smoky white, timid wild horses,
wave wet whose coats are fragranced
with sea lavender and tamarisk.
The silky stallions who taste of crescent moonbeams.
The pure bred semi-feral Camargue horses
whose hooves tip tap on their polished wooden floor
as they help themselves to the tiny polar white mints.
Tricia Lloyd Waller loves story and volunteers with early years readers at her local library. She has recently had work published in The World of Myth, Little Lilac Press and The Poet.