⠀⠀⠀⠀Orders for the day have us out along the north fence.
⠀⠀⠀⠀Camping out overnight, then back along the east ridge.
⠀⠀⠀⠀Morning skies look like weather’ll have a fair chance
⠀⠀⠀⠀at kicking up a storm before we reach home. Our ranch
⠀⠀⠀⠀saddles race ready, rested and fed. They smell the rain
⠀⠀⠀⠀in the breeze through flying manes. How best to quench
⠀⠀⠀⠀their appetites for change? The practiced hand’s say
⠀⠀⠀⠀pairs experience with enthusiasm. True poet at heart,
⠀⠀⠀⠀our head rider lets his mount lead out, open and free.

written for Open Link Monday
at the imaginary garden with real toads

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2 Responses to Remuda

  1. Sherry Marr says:

    I can see it, the range, the fences, the horses……..and the lead mount, heading out. Great write.

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