old horses 
days of endless rain 
in their eyes

stable door
the polished mahogany
of the mare’s flanks

wind from the east
I ride the green horse
of a warrior deity

alone on the shore all the white horses

buttercups
the haltered pony
on its back

palominos –
the curve of the winter hills
in moonlight

ponies a pasture beyond
the last known color
in the twilight sky

a wild horse
in a blue canyon
the sound of water

winter twilight
he takes the bridle
from the old mare

only the distant peaks
between the horse’s ears

I close my eyes and in the void a black horse prances

steam museum –
the carousel horse
bares it’s teeth

sweat steaming
from a team of geldings;
endless stars

evening kickoff
a police horse canters
towards the moon

carousel
she asks to ride 
the winged horse home 

galloping horses also
smell their legs —
the wild violets

heat wave—
the horse blinks away
a gnat's life

spindrift —
Qomolangma sets free
a wind horse

beyond the Pecos—
a white horse grazes
in the bottomland

wild daffodils
a foal and a fawn
nose to nose

grazing Shetland ponies and the distant ships

starlight the clatter of hooves in the cobbled yard

the bossy mare
bucks at the stallion
dry paddock

distant thunder—
horses scramble
into the home straight

first spring gusts
all of the ponies 
gallop together

starry night
the draught horse’s shoes
spark on concrete 

a dark horse 
shakes out its mane …
summer rain 

Churchill Downs 
a parade of horses 
and lady’s hats