Winter Ride

Posted on Dec 21, 2011 in Happy Holidays, Poetry, Rebecca Bauer | Comments Off

Winter Ride
“Winter Ride”
I know
this time of year –
the skies of November.
Brisk air arrives quicker than my
next breath.
The earth
I feel begins
to undress and open
herself up to bare all and be
I breath,
I cleanse myself.
Everything becomes clear.
Gone is the suffocation of
 I steal
time and tack up
my tri-colored paint mare
who’s strong and steadfast. I love that
about her.
Her name
is Mighty Star
Poco. We rise and fall
over knolls and valleys in great
I forget
everything that
saddles my own shoulders -
that which rides me until I’m down.
We gallop
like wind
long past sunset.
Darkness comes alive as
the moon, in all its earthshine, glows
the fields.
Venus is bright
and flirting with the moon.
The most beautiful reflection
on earth.
The mare
snorts with rapture.
I have abandoned all,
but this animal that make makes me
Rebecca Bauer
Copyright, 2010