The little golden foal had just had her fill of fresh, warm milk from her mother. She was now leaping around the hillside while her mother continued grazing behind her. Tall green grass peeped beneath the foal as she pranced around, frolicking through scattered wildflowers. She almost seemed to laugh as tiny orange butterflies flewContinue reading “The foal”
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Mirrors and Chains
My head hangs a little as I look down at the dark ground. The first thing I notice is fog curling at the edges of a mirror in front of me, reflecting my old faux-leather combat boots. Behind that small one sitting on the ground, is a floor length mirror reflecting all of me. BesideContinue reading “Mirrors and Chains”
Finding Beauty in the Frost: a poem
Glittering threads,frozen spider websThe fine details of life are made evident on a snow-fallen day. A once invisible breathescaping from lipsbecomes a cloud of warmthpuffing away. The moon herselfnever shines so bright,like a sunlit night,than when she hangs full atop a winter’s land. The glory of sun raysmay be hidden beneath blankets of gray,whilst the heat lingersContinue reading “Finding Beauty in the Frost: a poem”
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