Tag Archives: Horses

Easy Love Affair

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Easy Love Affair

When I’m atop my sweetheart, everything’s sublime.
My time with her is perfect every single time.

Once I had a sampling of everything she does,
no other loved one of her kind could satisfy because

I needn’t be too active, for she does all the work.
She is not loud or vulgar. She does not yank or jerk.

If you would like to see me put her through her courses,
come out to my stable, for there are lots more horses!!!

 

Prompt words today are  atop, sample, sweetheart, loud and active. Image is a detail from a photo by Sebastian Hermann on Unsplash.

Jenny’s Stroll

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“My Paint Brush Bites and Kicks!”

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Another great film sent to me by my friend Gloria.  

Here is Gloria. She’s been hanging around on the beach with me for the past month but goes home in two days.

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And here is the uplifting, quirky, wonderful film she sent me. lf you need a lift to your day, have a look: 

https://www.theatlantic.com/video/index/580789/horse-artist/?utm_source=eb

Means of Transportation

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From Giant Rubber Duckies and dolphins to drones. From big cars to toy trucks, boats to front-end loaders, horses to wings, everything in the world has a way to move itself around.

For the Wit’s End Challenge: Transportation.
https://ragtagcommunity.wordpress.com/2018/07/25/rdp-55-travel/

Cee’s Odd Ball Photo Challenge: Home Delivery

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For those who just hate shopping for shoes—home delivery with custom fitting:

 

 

For: https://ceenphotography.com/cees-challenges/cees-odd-ball-photo-challenge/

Away

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Away

Written in the morning, long before the day
sneaks in like an intruder, intent to have its say,
words born in the nighttime flower on their own,
bursting into bloom as soon as seeds are sown.

Truth is there behind us before it ever shows—
in words before they’re spoken, in wind before it blows.
Once recognized, I free these words to flow over the world—
off on their own to have a life wherever they’re unfurled.

Sent swiftly to their different spheres to live a life apart
from one who followed after, like a horse without its cart—
I like to set my words loose to canter on their own,
to feed upon wild grass that also roots where it has blown.

The Prompt: After an especially long and exhausting drive or flight, a grueling week at work, or a mind-numbing exam period — what’s the one thing you do to feel human again?