A girl and her horse is a precious thing riding and galloping the pleasure the horse brings Nothing is like The feel of a horse galloping across a green field He’s 1200 pounds of muscle she can control, and he yields Her reigns to direct the path he goes A natural rhythm with her body…
Category: Rhythmic Stories
Country Cousins
We were cousins all together we liked to Make mud cakesSisters Marilyn and Robin, myself and our cousins Jody and Jake We loved playing together on the top of our big hillContent to sit and talk and play sometimes we just sat still I was looking at a picture my mom had taken while we…
The Intruders
It happened on a warm late summer nightwe had just gone to bed and turned out all the lights back in the day, you could leave the door unlockedit was an age when neighbors would visit but didn’t need to knock in a small town people always knew each otherthe knocking was a formality and…
Pulling Taffy
Let’s pull some taffy on a Saturday nightDaddy had the recipe and he cooked it just right In our house, daddy always made the candyMom said it was because he was very handy He made popcorn balls, peanut brittle, and taffy the bestEverything else that was cooked for my mom it was left The taffy…
Ice Cream Dreams
When daddy would make ice cream on a hot Saturday night he would pack in crushed ice and rocksalt just right he would turn and churn and churn vanilla dreams in our minds burned with every pull of the handle up and down our eyes were open wide as we all sat around whoever was…
NORMAL
These are different times we’re living inPeople are anxious and wondering when Normal times return againNormal was never there back when We long for unending peaceful livesFree from hunger, death, and strife Everywhere you look you see beauty aboundsDesigns and colors and creations sounds I focus on creation when troubles ariseTry and see things from…
Mama’s Cotton Dress
My mama wore only dresses back in the dayMaybe in the fifties, that was just the way Wide-brimmed garden hats that had country charmPillbox hats and summer gloves weren’t much good on a farm She had a few dresses of pale colors made of cottonThe popular styles of the day she never would have gotten…
The Ditch Across the Road
After a good rain, the ditch across the roadWould fill up completely and spill over with its load We begged our mom please what would it matterIf we just went across the road and put our feet in the water Mom looked at us and Said guess it wouldn’t hurtAnd after all, it’s just wet…
Come November
Come NovemberI always remember When I was smallI did have it all A big pile of leaves to jump in back thenBeing outside we never wanted to go in There was so much laughterIt filled up our rafters The smell of rolls baking in the ovenKnowing mom made 3 or 4 dozen At night daddy…
The Day Bobby Disappeared
I remember the day little brother Bobby disappearedWe had been outside playing but now we all feared It started like any other dayabout five of us kids had gone out to play hide and seek was our favorite gamewe had certain rules they were always the same you could hide anywhere but you couldn’t leave…