For a wolf and his mate.

This is another poem I wrote back in 2001 part of my middle school poetry unit. It is about horse back riding.

This is a short poem I wrote back in 2001 about how it felt to ride horses.

A small, sweet poem of a boy and his wheels…

What does the future hold? Where will we be in a few years?

(Unfinished)Chapter one of a book I’m writing, A Bend In the Road.

He never tried to kiss the raindrops that fall lightly on my brow.
I wish he would have touch my soul like the soft winds that freshen my spirit.

A shriekingly hilarious tale.

Got this phrase in my head and had to write this. Once written, it makes me think of riding.

Quotes and lines from the Movie Red Riding Hood (2011)