Battlecry of the Gray Mare
Sun's up, I've thrown hay, and now I'm in the shower. My second-best thinking happens here because there's a window...
Photo & Poem: Colic Weather
Unsettled in-between days, a musty fog slows the sunrise, flannel jacket zipped-up for early chores. The chill is a relief...
Photo & Poem: Dignity
If only she was more demure, that her words had come with a coy smile, eyes dropped to her sunken...
The Big Picture, Thank You.
Horse people can be a little intense. Come to think of it, I can't say I've ever met anyone who...
Photo & Poem: Cold Front
A flannel barn shirt buttoned but resisting a jacket, feeling as uneasy as the horses, hay blown wide, flighty hooves...
Photo & Poem: Beginning the Fall
A heat so profound that horses were knocked back, sheltering all day in small shade, relief for the sparse...
Photo & Poem: Roots
There was a single elm on the short path from the house to barn, its trunk no larger than...
Photo & Poem: Ducks and Geese
Seven iced-over winters followed by sweet bugs on long summer days. Flightless old girls with twisted toenails and dim...
Photo Challenge & Poem: Twisted
Midnight in Alaska The wheels of my bag click over the tile floor, scanning signs...
Heart Horses
"He's my Heart Horse," she says by way of introduction. A hush falls over the room. Or maybe that's just...
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