My Horse

by David Todd   Jul 4, 2012


The glare of the hot sun
with dust all around.
I feel the sting of sweat in my eyes.
My heart pounds...
with anticipation...
The ground quakes...he breaks!
The clock starts its count..
Time stands still...
What is this we share?
for these few seconds...
what is this we have found?
A blast of energy primitive and raw...
Dust kicked up...
The gauntlet laid down...
Together we will navigate this course...
Just me, the dust, the sweat and my horse.

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