mudder

you know what hurts
besides hitting the bold key by accident
knowing
he will never love you
too many of ‘those’ women
prancing the inside lane
you’re not even allowed near the thoroughbreds
at best, you’re a mudder –
on a good day
if he enjoyed plowing the fields
and sweating under winter’s sun
he might appreciate your broad shoulders
wide wrists
and footsteps that echo

Horaffe/acrylic

horses, giraffes – who knows – painted for an exhibit long ago entitled, “Creatured”

Character

My Friends,

“I have a dream that my four little children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by the color of their skin but by the content of their character.

I have a dream today.”
blue horses less orThank you. May you have a dream too…
Blue Horses painted for a selfless friend and healer