Tag Archives: horizon

133: Slope

133 slope

Rolling with deja-vu, Sisyphus-like, upwards, heading for level ground, the incline sets my whole body at a new slant. I look towards the clouds, not the horizon, and the feeling that I might suddenly launch like a gull is palpable. Wheeling to flight, a take-off spring-board runway that fuels hopes and then dashes them, as the limits come suddenly back into view and the legs that won’t carry me are once more in my field of vision.

Keren Dibbens-Wyatt 2015

 

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123: Beach

123 beach

Free and wild, newly released, here you stand still at first, on the edges of the ocean, where the sea meets the shore. What is there to do then, but close your brown eyes in wonder, let the salt tang whip through your mane, and bow your head, ready to charge at the future? Run, canter, gallop, the wet sand flying up behind you, the curves of tide seeping back and forth over your hoofmarks. Raise your neck and whinny in the pleasure of vast fresh horizons.

Keren Dibbens-Wyatt 2015