Even though a couple of days of January have already passed, I am going to join in the Jan '12 River of Stones by writing about a "small stone" each day.
What are small stones? A short piece of writing that captures a fully engaged moment, as described on the Writing Our Way Home website.
To me it's a bit of poetry out of my day and life that will become a memory, my own stones I find along the way. My hope is to publish most of them here throughout the weeks ahead.
The first small stone....
I walk along the twilight snow
towards horses dark bodies.
Their breath and mine intermingle
as I touch their thick coats.
Silence. No words. Understanding.
Only the sound of their hoofs as I walk on home.
Lovely!
ReplyDeleteWhat a beautiful word picture!
ReplyDeleteThank you! I appreciate both of your comments.
ReplyDeleteLovely piece of solitude...
ReplyDeleteLove it, Molly! You are so talented!
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