The war horse

• Alliteration 'c'


  The clip clop casual
• His feet kill


  Iron of his shoes as he stamps death
• Traveler site


  Tinker camp on the Enniskerry road
• Sound of his breath

  Pass, his breath hissing, his snuffling head/down. He is gone. No great harm is done
• House destroyed 


  The stone of our house, expendable a mere/line of defence against him, a volunteer/ you might say
• Silent dead


  One of the screamless dead
• Safety


  But we, we are safe
• Not caring 


  Why should we care
• Nature like corpses


  If a rose, a hedge, a crocus are uprooted/ like corpses. Remote, crushed, mutilated
• Neighbours hiding


  Neighbours use the subterfuge of curtains
• Avoiding us


  thankfully passing us
• Relief


  Then to breath relief lean on the sill
• A planet abandoned 


  a World betrayed