Monday, October 10, 2011

Fantasy of Return

The sweeping fields and expansive barns,
the sweet smell of leather and soap,
shaved bedding squished under booted feet,
cobwebs lining the wooden planks.

The clank of hooves on pavement,
the thump of feet on dirt,
sharp neighs and whinnies,
the jingling of metal clips on halters.

Scratchy hay munched on happily,
sweat and dirt sticking to jeans,
splattered in water from hose and bucket,
mud filled legs as fields saturate.

Flying horse hair through the air
as rubber curry combs are thrown into a bucket,
orange drops of carrots sticking out from
a wet tooth yellow muzzle.

A hug from a special furry copper animal.
A smile that has been forgotten and left behind in the past.

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