Horse Dreams

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Take me to the place you go

to run wild, spirited and free.

Show me your favorite meadow,

your path to what feels like heaven,

and the view that compels you to pause.

Teach me strength and grace,

 and how to be noble yet humble,

to be adventurous but not unwise.

Share your secret of exceptional beauty.

Don’t take me home ‘til you’ve looked at me

with eyes that touch my soul… then promise me

we can do it all again tomorrow!

Photo taken in Ireland

for Cee’s Black & White Photo Challenge: Roads

More “dream” poems:

I Still See You When I Dream

A Box of Dreams

I Still See You When I Dream

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Last night
you joined me in my dream.
We took a walk
like we always used to do
to that place
you always loved
down by the river.
I threw a stick
into the shallows and you ran
as if a ghost dog
I couldn’t see
might get there first.
You brought it back to me
and dropped it at my feet,
looking up with the happiest face
I’d ever seen
free of pain… of weariness… and burden.
At the end of my dream
you trotted off to your heavenly home,
wagging your tail
just so I’d know
you didn’t mind.
I woke up to another day without you – and I smiled!

This one’s for you, Heidi Girl, to commemorate what would have been your 17th birthday. It is a follow-up to my post A Poem for Heidi

Foto Friday #74

There is a magic to the landscape of Scotland. The shadows seem to snuggle in the hills, the sun knows just where to shine, and colors tend to find their most unique shade of perfection. Like Walt Whitman said ~ “I swear to you, there are divine things more beautiful than words can tell”. To me, Scotland is one of those divine things – indescribable!

For Nancy Merrill’s A Photo a Week Challenge: Landscape