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Sunday, May 15, 2011

Do you ever pretend you are a horse?

Wild Horses

When I was a child, my sister and I would play horses when we didn't have language to talk about what was really important.

It was easier being a horse
who pawed the dirt to claim territory,
stretching muscles as I'd rear back,
nostrils flared, fetlocks flashing in air
before taking off in a gallop or cantor,
a brown mane bouncing against my neck.

I knew more about being a wild horse
than how to live with parents who yelled
trying to tame me.

1 comment:

  1. Joy,

    Isn't the world of pretend wonderful and sometimes a great escape. Thanks for the reminder.

    Linda A.