We are flying together, covering ground. Huge lungs become mine, Hearts pounding together, we go. We’re one. Veins surging Hindquarters bunching Releasing. Muscles tighten Swirled masses of raw, power Tightly wrapped thick bones. Lurching forward Thin metal, held lightly in place Grips tiny nails, pounding the ground Muscles expand rapidly Rippling a roaring frame Front … Continue reading Flying


The black ebony slid across the blank white sheet Marking, slowly, gentle pressure An idea in mind Supposedly able to do anything. Holding the long wooden stick softly Slowly, it scratched across the paper Sketching. It’s supposed to be pretty, supposed to be right. Correctly molded it can be anything. As an eager child it … Continue reading Impurities

The Storm Horse

The wind howled against the windowpanes. His hooves pounded against her chest. Each step rattled the earth, shook her soul. He thundered up the hill, nostrils flared, Short, labored breath. They charged across powdery landscape. It moved with them. They were one, plowing through Snowdrifts and muddy cow-trails. Speckled brown and white, Fleabitten grey Fuzzy, coat … Continue reading The Storm Horse


Wildflower – she is a wildflower When the soft wind blows and the coyote cries Where the harsh sky howls and the angels don’t fly A pale tumbleweed rolls by, The crack of thunder moans And the dirt flies. That’s when she comes, she’s a wildflower Landing where the wind plants her seed, Thriving in … Continue reading Wildflower