Friday

Happy Thanksgiving

Happy Thanksgiving!

Is anyone else ready for a post-feast nap?

photo c2008 by Nickers and Ink

Wednesday

"R" is for . . . Relaxing from Rigors


Posted for a variety of prompts:

ABC Wednesday (“R is for . . . “)

Camera Critters (photo/s)

Easy Street Prompts (“naïve”)

Heads or Tails (“Share an Autumn Memory”)

One Single Impression (“courage”)

Read – Write – Poem (“fear”)

Scenic Sunday (photo/s)

Seek the Lord Sunday (“How has God touched your heart?”)

Simply Snickers (“horizon,” “hover” and “human””)

Slice of Life Sunday (“crossing boundaries”)

Sunday Scribblings (“stranger”)

Totally Optional Prompts (“sound”)

Weekend Snapshot (photo/s)

Word-Filled Wednesday (“the wise man”)

Wordless Wednesday – Everyday (photo/s)



“R” is for . . . Relaxing from Rigors


photos c2008 by Nickers and Ink



Detangling with Delight –

Rhyming Lots on Losing Knots


“Therefore everyone who hears these words of Mine

and puts them into practice is like a wise man

who built his house on the rock.”

Matthew 7:24


A feral foal will stand at rest –

Allowing grooming, no protest.

Though burrs be tangled in his mane,

His energies he may contain.


He’ll hover there for human care,

With equine heart a-beating fair.

No stranger may approach him thus,

But those who bend to earn his trust.


Such high horizons beckon all,

Where courage may send fear a-fall.

These interactions school the soul,

Eliminating crowd’s control.


We need to bridle burning pasts

To build a legacy that lasts.

For saddled with concerns untamed

We merely march in meter, maimed.


The wisest man knows how to live;

To temper stress, one must forgive.

May sound a bit naïve, but true,

That crossing boundaries lifts view.



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Thursday

Farewell to a Friend

Posted for a variety of prompts:

Camera Critters (photo/s)

Easy Street Prompts (“busy vagabond”)

Inspire Me Thursday (“coffee break”)

Meme Express (St. Augustine quote/s - below)

Read – Write – Poem (“fear”)

Scenic Sunday (photo/s)

Simply Snickers (“balance,” “bold” and “bright”)

Three Word Wednesday (“blush,” “quiver” and “tenderness”)

Totally Optional Prompts (“expectations”)

Thursday Challenge (“sound”)

Weekend Snapshot (photo/s)

Wordless Wednesday – Everyday (photo/s)

Writer’s Island (“champion”)


Photo c2008 by Nickers and Ink


Marcel Marceau (Attache x Circus Wonder) was a champion Saddlebred showhorse and beloved equine friend. Named for the famous French mime, who wore similar facial markings, he competed successfully in English, driving and sidesaddle equitation. Marcel Marceau was a trooper on the trails.


Marcel Marceau died from colic-related illness on November 12, 2008. He will be sorely missed by all who knew and loved him. Fond memories of The Clownface will live on in many horse-loving hearts.


“Seek not to understand that you may believe,

but believe that you may understand.”

St. Augustine


The clown-faced administrator in the field,

A camera’s delight for a lady well-heeled –

So proudly he’d prance in his Saddlebred way,

Parading pure attitude on full display.


Though gelded, his manhood he ever maintained.

When pretty mares passed, he could ne’er be restrained.

He’d balance and park for his lady to climb

Then blush for a filly, this sixteen-hand mime.


Beyond expectations, the top of his class,

His pedigree royal, his color bold brass.

This true busy vagabond, sturdy and sound,

Tossed fear to the four winds, while trotting around.


His fair lady’s temperament, he revived.

He’d quiver with tenderness as she arrived.

She’d offer him carrots and cookies homemade

And trim his silk mane with her tears and with braid.


Her forehead he’d kiss, as a horse only can,

Affection unearned, unlike offered by man.

His bare back he offered for spirited walks

Way more therapeutic than coffee break talks.


Unbridled devotion for those he adored

Diminished his years and declared him restored.

This champion stepper each day was reborn;

His flame, it burned brightly till his final morn.


Love poetry? Check out Simply Snickers, a brand-new weekly poetry prompt. Try your hand with weekly prompts! Or, look into The Meme Express for daily blogging prompts.


Click here to visit Linda Ann Nickerson’s poetry and humor blog, Nickers and Ink.


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