{"id":11540,"date":"2019-11-04T23:32:02","date_gmt":"2019-11-04T23:32:02","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/2talkhorses.com\/?p=11540"},"modified":"2023-08-31T16:52:23","modified_gmt":"2023-08-31T16:52:23","slug":"autumn-on-horseback","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/2talkhorses.com\/?p=11540","title":{"rendered":"Autumn on Horseback"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><a href=\"http:\/\/2talkhorses.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/10\/IMG_04591-e1572567729800.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"http:\/\/2talkhorses.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/10\/IMG_04591-e1572567729800-768x1024.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"640\" height=\"853\" class=\"aligncenter size-large wp-image-11549\" srcset=\"http:\/\/2talkhorses.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/10\/IMG_04591-e1572567729800-768x1024.jpg 768w, http:\/\/2talkhorses.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/10\/IMG_04591-e1572567729800-225x300.jpg 225w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 640px) 100vw, 640px\" \/><\/a>Time has a way of speeding by you if you&#8217;re not careful. Before you know it, summer is gone and autumn arrives with finality. We have had a nice stretch of riding weather and the landscapes have been extremely beautiful; a lot due to the warmer weather and abundant rain; keeping the grass greener than green. Yet the nights have been cool letting the trees change into their annual coat of fall colors. <\/p>\n<p>A few days ago, I headed up to Round Top Park in Athens, PA for a quiet and solitary ride. The day was inspirational. However, today is another rainy day; giving me the opportunity to sit down and write a poem about my ride through the autumn woods.<\/p>\n<p>Autumn on Horseback<br \/>\nby Pat Miran<\/p>\n<p>Trees painted yellow gold, pumpkin orange and fire red;<br \/>\nWind, sweet and crisp as a sip of fresh apple cider,<br \/>\nBlows a balmy gust<br \/>\nA playfully seductive prance<br \/>\nAs the brittle leaves dance an explosive dance<br \/>\nA jitterbug on old oak, maple and willow branch. <\/p>\n<p>Overhead the ether blue beyond blue,<br \/>\nBright, light azure, blended cerulean,<br \/>\nIt weaves and whispers among the trees;<br \/>\nIt winks and makes melody with the dried leaves;<br \/>\nAn operetta pulsating with a chorus of color. <\/p>\n<p>Rifle-shots rip the air and the mare startles.<br \/>\nIs it target practice or a rogue hunter?<br \/>\nNobody&#8217;s fool<br \/>\nThe deer have vanished,<br \/>\nGhosts of the autumn woods.<\/p>\n<p>The horse&#8217;s hooves crunch littered leaves,<br \/>\nGravel sparkles silver, embedded in baked clay;<br \/>\nThe roadway twists, turns and climbs a ridge,<br \/>\nCrisscrossed and slashed by shadows<br \/>\nBlack skeletons etched into the earth.<\/p>\n<p>The horse tilts her head and listens,<br \/>\nStops, snorts and stares up the road.<br \/>\nSecret footsteps cut the silence like an ax;<br \/>\nWe wait in the road for the unseen tracks<br \/>\nOf something or someone who is coming.<\/p>\n<p>Round a blind turn comes a woman dressed in plaid,<br \/>\nRed and black,<br \/>\nHer eyes hidden by a shadow cut across her face<br \/>\nAnd her dog barks and jerks the leash and barks again,<br \/>\nA ray of light reveals the road and she is seen.<\/p>\n<p>A rule of gossiping ramblers in the backwoods<br \/>\nA nexus of news, weather and trails<br \/>\nThe leaves quiver, whisper rumor and take heed<br \/>\nAfter we&#8217;ve had our say.<br \/>\nMy horse&#8217;s hooves tap rhythm at a steady speed<br \/>\nAs we fade away into the deep, dark woods.<\/p>\n<p>Copyright \u00a9 2019 Patricia Miran All Rights Reserved<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Time has a way of speeding by you if you&#8217;re not careful. Before you know it, summer is gone and autumn arrives with finality. 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