Horses

Soft Goodbye

I watched the flames

Mixing with blood, the ash

Angels Without Wings

Loneliness is a living grave
Where only a single mourner
Cries in silence,
The empty womb
Unable to conceive any dream.

Discovering Horses in Japan

Six years ago, I took a journey to Japan to teach English and to learn what I could about horses in this…

The Tobiano Filly

The youngsters gallop and 
Buck and stop
They see geese flying south
The tobiano filly follows them
Until the white fence,
She…

The Horse Phase: Sometimes, It Never Ends

I remember when I was a child, my parents (mostly my father) would ask when I was going…