Eight Belles shining in the Kentucky sun,
Eight Belles waiting for a mighty run.
The bell sounded,
the gates flung wide,
Eight bells matched the boys,
stride for stride,
‘till one Big Brown pulled ahead,
--a big brown colt with a big pounding heart.
and Eight Bells on delicate legs
threw her heart after him
threw her heart into the wind,
her long black legs reached for the sky
and as Big Brown crossed the finish line,
her black legs cracked on the sandy earth
where she tried to fly. Her-
those broken legs
on Kentucky Derby day
Eight Belles bleeding in the Kentucky sun,
Eight Belles made her final run.
~Kathie Adams Brown (May 4, 2008)
One Single Impression
Prompt 31: Fleeting