Whew! After yesterday’s blog day, I felt like I had gone twelve rounds with Mike Tyson. I had to keep checking my ear. Today, little respite.
With virtually no equine contact, I’m running out of horsey things to write about. So I thought I’d inflict my maudlin haiku on my readers. As with everything I write, this is a true story.
If you’re allergic to bad poetry, now’s the time to click the close button!
Small doe, shivering
After the impact, alone
Woman bears witness
nerve to think we know
sanctimony grows and grows
closes people out
seems appropriate right about now for both parties in a recent brouhaha regarding farriery and its boundaries.
Terri was first published in this book by Broken Jaw Press to support an effort by C.A.U.S.E. to raise legal funds for the families of women and girls killed in Juarez, Mexico. She writes, she hoops, and she bears witness.