Another great fieldtrip to end the week! It's hard to believe we only have one more week left together. Here are a few pieces I wrote today:
Earth, water, sun and air all surround me
As I sit on this rock looking over the falls
I breathe in deep gulps of oxygen,
it pumps through my veins giving me life
The sun sparkles in small things
The strands of my hair,
the tiny speaks of minerals in the rock
I hear the roar of the river as it splashes
over the edge of the water fall
As I sit on this rock,
it occurs to me that my seat is as old as time
it is weather beaten and shows it's age
Fenced In
why does horse stand alone?
Felt blanket draped over his stout body
Serving as a protective coat
The bright red felt keeps him warm and
is a splash of color amongst the monotonous
color palette of the snow lined field that is his home
A house made of wood is off in the distance
I am drawn to the corner of the fence
where horse stands alone
barbed wire is all that keeps him from a life of freedom
But maybe horse enjoys the solitude,
cold air on his snout, the crunch of snow beneath his heavy hooves
If there were no wires holding him back would he chose to stay?
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