Poetry Blogs (rider)

rider (Remove filter)

Popular last 30 days

Recent Comments

Vautaw on Dead Silence (3 hours ago)

Shehariah on In the Realm of the Hungry Ghosts (5 hours ago)

Shehariah on What’s Past is Prologue (5 hours ago)

Shehariah on Fallow Ground (5 hours ago)

Shehariah on Darkness, Farewell (5 hours ago)

Shehariah on Dark Comforter (5 hours ago)

Shehariah on Casualties of War (5 hours ago)

keith jeffries on "Blue" (6 hours ago)

keith jeffries on BIG PHARMA' And The FILTHY LUCRE. (6 hours ago)

keith jeffries on I LOOKED FOR YOU (6 hours ago)

hooves

a wild horse 
which is free
free to go 
to go everywhere
to run away
or to stay
in the eyes 
your eyes
crossed mine
you are my rider
the person whom my heart
chose to not live without
I admire
you make it tame
my heart is not as wild as it was
I feel each step
the mud
the grass
the sand
the snow
through my hooves
the hard hooves
which were infrangible
I thought 

Read and leave comments (0)

eyeshooveshopehorsereliefriderrun

This site uses cookies. By continuing to browse, you are agreeing to our use of cookies.

Find out more Hide this message