Rejoice in Freedom
Published by GHC • Mar 12th, 2010 • Category: March for Wild Horses, Poetry, by Violet Inkpenby Violet Inkpen
I kick up my feet and shake my mane
Oh to be free on the wide and wild plain…
Blogs in the 'by Violet Inkpen' Channel
Mustang of Smaller Size
Published by GHC • Mar 9th, 2010 • Category: Fiction, March for Wild Horses, by Violet Inkpenby Violet Inkpen | My name was Sissy. I was born on a beautiful island, where the grass grew up to your chest (or your nose if you were a foal), where the sea could always be heard in the distance, where the sandy beaches were pure and untainted, and where life was perfect…
Mustang Angel
Published by GHC • Mar 7th, 2010 • Category: March for Wild Horses, Poetry, by Violet Inkpenby Violet Inkpen
You cared about us when times were bad
You fought for us and made us glad…
Alpha Squad: Heart of a Mustang
Published by GHC • Mar 2nd, 2010 • Category: Fiction, March for Wild Horses, by Violet Inkpenby Violet Inkpen | Amy leaned against the fence and watched the mustangs trotting around the pen, ears flat. Jimmy was to her left and Sue at her right. Sarah was arguing with her aunt, who worked for the BLM…
Alpha Squad: Standing Alone
Published by GHC • Nov 28th, 2009 • Category: Fiction, by Violet Inkpenby Violet Inkpen | Sue’s eyes met Jimmy’s. “No!” he warned. “We have to!” Sue argued. “Sue, what have I told you over and over and over?” he asked. Sue put her hands on her hips. “This isn’t a hasty decision! I’ve thought about it for ten minutes!” she said, sticking out her tongue at him…
Healing a Broken Spirit
Published by GHC • Nov 19th, 2009 • Category: Fiction, by Violet Inkpenby Violet Inkpen | The girl screamed as hooves dangled above her in the air and a large black body rearing blocked out the sun; a scream of rage from the stallion and then she felt herself flying towards the ground, her hands flying to cover her face…
When Horses First Found A Place In My Heart
Published by GHC • Nov 15th, 2009 • Category: Horse Girls, by Violet Inkpenby Violet Inkpen | Ever wonder when your love for horses started? I am trying to recall my first memory of loving horses but frankly, I hit a dark wall. I can’t remember ever NOT loving them! Maybe I was born loving them…
The Spark That Started the Fire
Published by GHC • Nov 15th, 2009 • Category: Fiction, by Violet Inkpenby Violet Inkpen | My eyes filled with wonder and awe as I stared at the thing before me. Mommy was cooing to me, as always. Daddy was video taping it all. I ignored them. Slowly I looked the huge animal over, top to bottom, then I reached out a chubby hand and touched the softest nose in the world…
Strong Will, Strong Heart
Published by GHC • Nov 14th, 2009 • Category: Poetry, by Violet Inkpenby Violet Inkpen
Cantering forward, jumping the fence,
Flicking his ears, bending his neck…
A World Without Horses
Published by GHC • Nov 10th, 2009 • Category: Poetry, by Violet Inkpenby Violet Inkpen
Dark are the days
There is only night…
