In my dream A friend told me he’d traveled On a midnight bus The Queen was on it too Prince Philip by her side The bus, said my friend,
By Candida Baker3 years ago in Poets
I am a journalist (and I am) I go to interview A nature-based installation artist (But I haven’t) I pass paddocks of horses
You know that feeling? The one when you’re so tired it’s hard to get out of bed, and you just want to stay there snuggled up under the covers.
By Candida Baker5 years ago in Photography
Give me a horse And let me show you The fire and wind It carries within Its earth palette Of red and brown Of roan and black
By Candida Baker5 years ago in Poets
