A Horse Called Story

A horse, a fleeting flighty thought, wary, ready to

Bolt, buck. Be ready. He's

Champing, tail swishing, all that potential under the skin

Don't approach head on; don't look him in the mouth

Easy fella, easy

Flanks twitch, the plot shifts

Gently now, he's giving you side-eye (will that character work?)

Hand on bridle, his head thrown up, hold him steady, he mustn't run - yet

Inch round, ideas percolate

Just ease yourself onto his back, feel the tale thrum under you and in you

Knees whisper against his sides, nudge the yarn

Little bit is enough,

Muscles bunch, plot thickens, characters materialise

Need to be ready, he could careen

Off at any moment

Prancing, pawing the ground. Is your pen ready?

Quick reflexes needed, but he might also

Refuse to go. Be firm but

Steer him with a light hand, see where he takes you

Trust the beast, give him his head

Unexpected directions are a boon, not a

Vice, so be easy when you are tempted to

Wrestle with him; remember the wisdom of

Xenophon and don't annoy him, instead say

Yes and be thankful for his fire, especially if the bit between his teeth is

Zeitgeist

~o~

Thank you for reading!

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