A haiku tale of freedom.
Inktober day 2
Horses breath through through obligate nose. They are unable to breathe using nose only. Horses have stay-apparatus with ligaments and tendons systems permitting horse in locking legs.
can you remember those days? playing horses with broomsticks, making countless friends, laughing and imagining, never dreading tomorrow...
I'm sorry- kwosbwlsosbwl it's short and sucks and I need inspiration like right now- anyways have a good neighhhhh! Phht sorry bye
~Rowan
Anticipation pulses through my veins, I feel my ancestors galloping across great plains,
A poem inspired by writing exercises in Stephen Fry's, "The Ode less Travelled." It describes a battle in Old Britain.
This is the unedited story of a girl whose life changes when her mother and father divorce. She now mainly lives with her grandparents and experiences life anew. A stampede, her grandfather, a special...
A poem for the horse that taught me the barrel pattern and all the joys of riding. I miss you buddy.
A haiku tale of freedom.
Inktober day 2
Horses breath through through obligate nose. They are unable to breathe using nose only. Horses have stay-apparatus with ligaments and tendons systems permitting horse in locking legs.
can you remember those days? playing horses with broomsticks, making countless friends, laughing and imagining, never dreading tomorrow...
I'm sorry- kwosbwlsosbwl it's short and sucks and I need inspiration like right now- anyways have a good neighhhhh! Phht sorry bye
~Rowan
Anticipation pulses through my veins, I feel my ancestors galloping across great plains,
A poem inspired by writing exercises in Stephen Fry's, "The Ode less Travelled." It describes a battle in Old Britain.
This is the unedited story of a girl whose life changes when her mother and father divorce. She now mainly lives with her grandparents and experiences life anew. A stampede, her grandfather, a special...
A poem for the horse that taught me the barrel pattern and all the joys of riding. I miss you buddy.