Welcome to Fern Valley

Here in central Alberta prime farm country,my husband Martin and I work together raising beef cattle and Appaloosa horses. Fern valley appaloosas have long been known for their quality of temperament conformation and color.I have recently rediscovered a love of writing and have published 2 collections of poetry. "Telling Tails" and Tails Trails and Campfire stories" . I look forward to a future spreading my wings as an author and as a horse woman .

Thursday, 3 November 2011

Apparently ,it is Poetry week

Well after the last two ,"Bittersweet" poem(thanks Kate , it is a nice way to say it ) I thought we should through a different one into the mix . My poetry muse seems to come and go these days , but when she arrives , she has a bunch to say ! So here it is ...

The Pistol
In my youth,
I knew a horse
Satan, was his name
To tell the truth
It isn’t fair

He was mostly
 Pretty tame
Easy to catch
More often than not
And he stood
Just where you tied him

He wasn’t really all that hot
Until
 you tried to ride him

I suspect we have all known a horse like this in our day. I will say that old boy was a heckofa ranch horse. Could work all day , and had cow sense we all dream of . Stout , and solid , with a turn of speed that took your breath away !He wasn't a pleasure horse by any reach ,but he was darn good at his job, and if you could stay with him , he was the horse to get the job done!
Stay safe!

edited to add. The name is what it is , he was a real horse and actually one of the first horses I rode  any amount in my youth . His name ia a  good reminder to "be careful what you ask for " And I try to only give my horses names that are gentle and kind  .  And not things that suggest a wild thing!

9 comments:

Kate said...

A nice memory - I'm hoping my Pie turns out like that - but I'll leave the name Satan alone . . .

Country Gal said...

Awesome post ! Have a wonderful day !

Janice said...

He kinda reminds me of someone.

GoLightly said...

LOL, great ending! Thanks for the laugh, FV!

fernvalley01 said...

I hear you on the name thing Kate, but , it is what his name was. He was a real horse, and one I learned to ride on. A good reminder though to name your horse ,what you want him to be (ie.Easy as Pie) Naming him Satan was kinda asking for trouble !

Nicole said...

wow, that's an interesting name for that horse....

kestrel said...

Brings a horse name War to mind, haha. You spent all your time trying to win the war.

I have an elderly friend who swears that when she gets too old to ride she's going to get her some miniature horses and keep them in the house with diapers on them. I like that plan!

Cut-N-Jump said...

Cutting your teeth in horses with one like that makes you decide early on if you wil be a tough cookie yourself and ride it out or throw in the towel and say screw it altogether. Not all of us are willing or able to take them on at any stage in riding. When we do though- hang on! Because it is promising to be a hell of a ride.

I was told once with regards to naming horses. If it is something they are to rise to the challenge and meet- they will. Rescues- name them something with strength and drive if you want them to pull through...

Although my mare's name Patience DOES NOT suit her at all. I am not the only one who has made this observation and I am not the one who stuck her with that.

kden said...

Cute poem. I once had a Siamese cat named Lucifer and she definately lived up to her name. I felt bad for naming her that so then I called her Zig Zag. The name was two-fold, one because she loved to run all over the house and that was the brand of papers I used to roll my....well you know. And then as we both mellowed I called her Mama Kitty. She must have been one confused cat ;-) But she lived to be 21 1/2 and was with me half of my life.