The End of the Road

This is not a post on horses or horsemanship. This is a personal post, a public confession, a purging of my mind. I hope you, dear friends & followers, don't mind. Sometimes the truth hurts.One of my greatest fears is dependency. Dependency is an affront to my number one value of freedom. Yet I have … Continue reading The End of the Road

Bitter Fruit

It is a bitter taste that slithers itself over her tongueHer words choke on strange fruit that turns to ash in her mouth.  All she can do is look onHelplessly As a monster lays waste to the world she so carefully, so lovingly built.  Promises of true love, whispered and caressed into her skin, shattered … Continue reading Bitter Fruit