path finder with each stride
run with the wind
Have you ever jumped on the bare back of a horse? You have to hang on with your legs as the two of you escape the world’s gravity and ride in the breeze of freedom. Sorrowfully you must resign yourself to the dismount and returning to regular mundane terra.
man and beast seek freedom’s path
Have you ever escaped with a horse as your companion?
Beneath your feet
the crunch of sand
I leave the earth
escape dry land
on tufts of green
my boots will go
and run away
past winter’s snow
my feet will guide
on moving trends
all over again
unbroken spirit lassoed
chomping on life taking bit
unable to run free
reaching in futility
winds just beyond reach
hands restrained in shackles
prisoner of fate
thrashing brings pain
creative connection broken
thoughts flail for conduit
inkless lies my pen
Today marks week five of nine weeks that I am casted and braced. One single index finger does my bidding until it too lies impotent from the pain.
hay fresh fragrance
This week the photo challenge at WordPress was threes
Other delightful combos of threes:
This week’s wordpress photo challenge is curves.
I hear the lazy swish
as he swats away bothersome flies
scratchy sounds of an old LP
country music brings memories smiles
unheard voices in a garden old
the iron grate wears no disguise
Another night banging around in the trashcans of Newcago, I needed a drink. A tall one and a Cheesesteak at Tony’s would do nicely.
I noticed the dame – she was a looker. I couldn’t get a read on the guy beneath the brim.
“Yeah, the regular,” I nodded. Sally and I go back to days when drinks came from the hose in the horse’s mouth.
I couldn’t help but hear dollface gagging. I rushed to stop her fall. Too late – white stuff was bubbling from her mouth, her eyes glazed over.
Something besides the guy under the shadowy brim was missin- a large sparkler around her wrist.
“Baby, Newcago is not like life on the farm…
…Playing is for keeps.”
A new week for writing flash fiction over at Friday Fictioneers with a host of fiction writers. As you can see the picture prompt may mean you’ll find a bit of hay stuck between the pages but please go over and check out some of the excellent writers. Thanks to Rochelle for keeping us thirsty for more…
If you’d like to read the first of this flash fiction serial set in the sleepy town (cough, cough) of Newcago have a gander.
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It was a ride like no other
as they took to the skies.
She was enamored
with the strong,
magical beast which
toward the stars.
Susan at Stony River does a fabulous job each week of hosting a picture prompted story in 140. Thanks Susan for another great prompt.
Looking ahead, without looking back (too often)
Thanks for following a cowgirl on her crazy life journey.
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