Archive for April 12th, 2010

NaPoWriMo # 12

words build in my mind
like clouds shifting and rolling
in a thunderstorm
waiting for the lightning that
turns chaos to clarity


still damp from birthing
foal’s coat embellished with spots
that vanish when dry

The first foal of the season was born last night at Hidden Timber Ranch.

Babe's Filly

I swear I posted this earlier, but now it’s not showing. Could be a sign that it’s past time for bed.