Wild Horses

Wild thing, heart unbroken, moving free across the miles
The tundra your playhouse, the whispering grass and wind, your friends
Traps set, now sprung.
Magnificent beast fallen to your knees
Ropes they strap upon your flesh
Binding and herding every muscle’s movement.
Centuries fly by, the taming has been done
Loyal as an old dog
Except when the human hand nears your skin
The touch – electrified barbed wire –
Brings with it the mix of fear and trust built up over years. And there, for a moment, beats the heart that still roams free.
Almost visible to the naked eye,
The beauty of such a wild thing.

About Teresa Little

A writer by nature, Teresa Little spends her free time working with words. Her current works in progress are Ring Around the Rosie with a publication date slated for 2018 and the Sisterhood Series. Finicky Eater, about a rather cranky suicidal vampire named Kasha is on hold.

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