Horse Play

Equine frollicks
In the pre-dawn light
Chasing away
The chills of the night

Mud stains
In gratuitous proliferation
Stand testament
To rain-soaked saturation

All night weather
Battering trees and blowing
Beats a retreat
As sun's rays begin showing

Horse rugs
Fastened in ragged dissarray
Await owners visit
In the growing light of the day

"Tag you're it"
One horse appears to say
Then gallops off
And so continues the play

All around the
New day's activity is beginning
While in their game
Neither is losing, both are winning


Terry Rhiannyr
October 2012