The Dark HorseThe Dark HorseConsistency and expectablity have taken flight,leaving her behind.She stays perched.She looks down, the ground is not far.All the answers slip away without notice, until its too late.In the windless obsidian land,the dark horse runs,Nights gait.Nostrils flair lost in confusion.Her soul cries but she does not.A distressed voice calls out,She no longer has the strength to answer its plea.She can do no more.Her hands ache and she cannot hold on.She looses grip of the branch, the last thing that kept her aloft.She falls willingly to the ground.And there is no more.
A New WorldAmy bounded out the front door in search of her mother. A smile played on the child's lips. She looked around and a clang on metal on wood met her ears. She skipped down the drive way towards her mother. "Mum, can I help?" "Um, there is not much that you can really do." Replied her mother cleaning of the last clumps of soil from the shovel. "But please!" Amy whined as she picked up a set of secateurs. "Oh, I suppose you could do some light pruning of the bushes in the corner." She carried the sentence on a sigh and stressed the word light. Amy grinned and marched off playfully towards the bushes. She went to the corner of the garden and selected a random bush. She unhooked the latch on the secateurs and began clipping small pieces of the bush. One by one the lumpy purple flowers fell to the ground. Amy looked over her shoulder, making sure that she wasn't being watched. Her mothers shoulder
LifeLifeLaura chased Madison around the playground. The wind throwing her mousy brown curls up and down, Madison squealed in delight as she ran, determined not to become 'it' again.Anna fiddled with a hole in the picnic blanket that her and her husband sat on as they watched their daughter and niece play. Anna shifted slightly to look at Darren and said, "Honey, we should get some fish and chips for lunch." "Yeah, I'll go get 'em, or do you want me to stay here with the kids?" "No, I'll stay and watch them." Said Anna as Darren slowly got up. "Four pieces of fish and two dollars worth of chips?" Anna nodded eyes once again fixed on the children. Darren headed off, his feet crushing the green blades of fresh cut grass. He crossed the busy two lane road. A tiny bell tolled as he pushed open the shop door. He walked up to the counter and a short pretty blonde woman served him. "Four p