Cayuse's Canyon
Let The Horses Die
Poems of Longing, Love, and Loss from 1997-2005
RELEASED IN MARCH 2006- "Let The Horses Die" is a collection of honest and thought-provoking poetry by Diana Tuorto. Ms. Tuorto has been writing fiction, poetry and creative non-fiction since the age of ten. Her poetry, novels and short stories often focus on animals (especially horses), love (lost and gained) and creative vignettes from everyday life. A graduate of the University of Pittsburgh with a degree in English Writing and History, Ms. Tuorto remains a dedicated writer and resides in New Jersey. She has other creative interests in Marketing and Web Design, and is an active volunteer with various local and worldwide non-profit organizations.
The poems in "Let The Horses Die" detail a young woman’s journey from a teenager to adulthood, chronicling a rollercoaster of emotions and experiences along the way. From feelings of despair and anger come resilience and strength. Inspired by such notable poets as Edgar Allen Poe, Maya Angelou and Elizabeth Barrett Browning (to name a few), Ms. Tuorto’s poems serve as a personal collection of moments that many young people have experienced.
Incredibly open and direct, this poetry collection includes Ms. Tuorto’s best works, from a shy, seventeen year-old student to a mature twenty-five year-old.
Proceeds from Let The Horses Die benefit
Mylestone Equine Rescue, a non-profit New Jersey horse rescue!
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Excerpts from Let The Horses Die:
Let The Horses Die (2001)
I let a horse die today.
I can hear the helpless whinnies,
He’s wondering why he’s there now.
What did I give him in return?
But I was just too lazy,
Two Virgins (2002)
What is your biggest fear?
At that moment, all the excuses and lies
You could never let yourself feel this way,
Still, I can no longer pretend to be a scaly beast,
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Publication date: March 2006
Paperback release only
ISBN #: 1-4196-2670-1
Price: $11.99
2006 Copyright by Diana Tuorto
He wasn’t the only one.
I close my eyes, and I can see.
The hot, cramped pens,
Bodies crushed together,
Bodies worth less than a can of dog food.
As they echo against the steel ceiling.
And I know he’s there,
Waiting for us,
But we won’t come.
Why his soft bedding and food are gone.
Why the children he made happy,
Didn’t love him, didn’t come.
He’s swallowing dust for air now,
As he is slammed against the wall.
But he still hangs on after all these years,
Of fierce hits and violent tongues.
Nothing that I promised.
I was working far too slowly,
To find him a place called home,
But he was shipped away in twilight,
Far away, to parts unknown.
To have someone save him.
I needed just one person,
And he could be alive.
But now, he stands there waiting.
And I would find him, if I could.
Mine is to be lying next to a man,
Staring deeply into his eyes,
For the first time, I realize
That he loves me the same way I do,
Completely, no doubts or reasons why,
Or why it shouldn’t be,
I’ve used to cover myself from piercing looks
No longer protect me,
I am a naked virgin again, and so is he,
Exposed and terrified to breathe,
We’re on full display to each other,
There is no distance, nothing held back,
Finally.
You’re petrified of honesty,
Your true self cowering under a façade of laughter,
And disapproving looks,
You will always be a lonely child,
Running from the monster underneath your bed,
Clutching your velvet blanket around your chest,
Eyes clamped tightly, as the demon
Showers you with kisses,
For they burn your skin, like alcohol to open wounds,
Hiding in the depths, just waiting for my chance,
A single moment to strike, when you’re least expecting it,
I leave you here, alone and shivering with frost,
The lights are on, and you’re safe now…
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