mane
whipping
through wind
hooves
pattering
on dirt
legs
brushing
through grass
body
floating
on air
heart
helping
the strain
muscles
thrusting
to move
mind
thinking
blissfully
about the times
where no one
could stop you
but now
your locked up
your hope is gone
until the day
you break free once again
but until then
your freedom
is lost

i wrote this poem because a friend of mine wanted me to
write a one for her about horses because shes read my stuff
and likes it.