(a blue sky dream) The sky, in his dream, was a porcelain shade of English blue. The grass, although not verdant was sweet, short and instantly fresh against his jaded tongue. The air, which he barely had time to scent so busy was he eating, cooled nostrils blackened with fire and a throat full ofContinue reading “requisitioned”
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for Lilith
St Peter stands at heaven’s front door, but if you pop round the back you’ll find the best bit – its where the horses are. I’m not one for finding comfort in Rainbow Bridges (horses are such patient beings in this world, please don’t make them wait on us in the next) or Stars inContinue reading “for Lilith”
inspired by Crissi McDonald
INSPIRED by CRISSI McDONALD What if we stopped berating our past mistakes? What if we changed the narrative and called them progress? All of us here have travelled long and far. Not just with our horses but with our selves. Our faults are many, our successes few, and in order to improve we beat ourselvesContinue reading “inspired by Crissi McDonald”