Halter-Skelter

Halter-Skelter

 

 Sun's soft ray and pasture play

Simply take our breath away.

Colts and fillies run and romp;

Soon the horseflies they will stomp.

Yanking halters, chewing manes,

Living free from ropes and reins,

Horses practice tug-of-war

In their paradise outdoor.

In their frolic free-for-all,

Equines rear up, strong and tall.

Here, untethered, youngsters grow,

Chestnut coats, in sun aglow.

Someday soon, their lives will change,

And their schedules rearrange.

Trained by gesture, cue and word,

As they long for treasured herd.

c2008 by Linda Ann Nickerson

 

Here's this week's entry for Wordless Wednesday (Saturday edition) and Jane’s Inspiration’s Saturday prompt on “adventure.” Photo by Nickers and Ink.

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