Thursday, July 29, 2010


The tautness of hide over muscle and bone.
Remember that rock solid firmness
of a saddle well cinched ?
slight creak of stretching leather,
unyielding iron stirrups.

Moss on rock could slip,
 bark on Pine could crumble.
A bike could skid,
my brother was strong when we wrestled;
but the barn and horses
smelled sweet.


  1. horses are such majestic can feel it when you run your hand along their sides...

  2. i've never been one to like horses but as i read your prose i'm going to have to admit that they are magnificent!!