Saturday January 29 2011
Through the desert, we fly.
A sliver of fear, breathlessness on an unfamiliar horse
We are going fast.
Twisting trails at a transcendent trot
Hard hills at a careening canter.
Ducking beneath the saguaro
Twisting away from the palo verde
Desert claws reach out and tear, trading blood for skin.
Nimble horse feet dance past jumping cholla.
We fly...
the mass of muscle effortless beneath me, perfectly balanced.
Fear fades to exhilaration, breathing synchs in rhythm with horse and desert.
Winding washes at a hurtling gallop, the sand no more than a magic carpet
Munger Hill looms above - charged up at a run!
The earth churns and spatters beneath hooves. We are long gone before it settles.
We are flying
Flying
(Thank you, Redford! : )
Beautiful, as always. You capture the thrill and sensations of the ride vividly enough that I can feel it!
ReplyDeleteAs an aside. Hopefully you know about this competition??
http://www.actha.us/index.php?option=com_association&view=guest&area=afth
America is going to vote for its favorite trail horse.
nice to see pictures of you Merri! Thank your friends for the treat!
ReplyDeleteOh! You're poetry is so beautiful and exciting! I wished I was out riding with you.
ReplyDeleteBut why are you riding other's horses? Are yours all ok?
So good to see your smiling face :)
~Lisa
Loved this!
ReplyDeleteAwwww! So much fun!
ReplyDeleteYou guys look great (as always)!
Miss ALL of you!!!
Looks like so much fun...wish I was there!
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