Sunday, March 25, 2012

Big Orange, aka Great White


Trotting wildly in the rain
pudding of clay
tail-chasing
giant one,
just happy.


Waiting, unknowing,
for the new friend next week.
Why Dad built over there
before the storms
one capacious
corral. 


Paddocks on lush pasture.
Little Horse needing
a home. Trailered line of Blue Ridge,
south.


I'll stand for you,
says the Giant.
We'll hold this hill.
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