But psychologically he was damaged. He would stand the furtherest away from the buildings. He would only come to the feed and water trough at night. He was impossible to catch and to avoid it he would run into barb wire fences. [Read more...]
Ranger
March 19, 2011 By 3 Comments
I first saw him, in the middle of summer, standing under a tree. His tail swishing and his ears flickering at the annoying biting flies. I lent on the timber yard rail and recalled the story the old man had told me. I was mortified that people could be so cruel. [Read more...]
The Night – part four
March 1, 2011 By 1 Comment
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He swung the butt of his rifle into my back and I fell to the ground. In a dominant antagonistic position he stood over me. I searched his eyes for compassion but they were steely fixed, distant.
He curled one side of his mouth up in a smirk and I felt the sting of the blade as he cut me under my chin. [Read more...]
The Night – part three
February 27, 2011 By 3 Comments
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I heard a rustle in the bush and I held my breathe. My heart pounded in my chest. I pointed the shot gun to defend myself and was relieved as the figure of the old horse emerged. She nuzzled softly into my arm and I was grateful that my old friend was here. I thought about jumping up on her back and riding away but he wouldn’t let the game end until I had played my turn.
There was another rifle shot and old horse dropped dead at my feet. [Read more...]
The Night – part two
February 22, 2011 By 3 Comments
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In apathetic submission I rolled on my back and wished to the stars. There she was my beloved Southern Cross. I pleaded her to take me away from this atrociousness. I closed my eyes and imagined myself floating in a beautiful place filled with peace and happiness: Just me and the animals running, playing and skipping.
Without warning a flash of lightning and a huge rumble of thunder interrupted that serene moment. Snapped back to reality it was then I was able to gather my bearings. I was less than five meters from the cliff of the breakaway country: A drop of twenty meters. [Read more...]
The Night
February 19, 2011 By 7 Comments
Part One of Four
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The night will only bring fear.
The type of fear that is cold blooded and breathless.
It was the middle of the night and I was dazed and confused. My head was thumping and in the distance I could hear someone using a grinding wheel.
I was covered in blood. Who’s blood? Was it mine? I couldn’t remember. Oh my God! Had I finally killed him? [Read more...]
The Golden Eye
February 6, 2011 By 6 Comments
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The three crystals sat next to me at my desk…their energy was electrifying. When I held them in my hand I could feel her energy surge through me, unstoppable. She was the magic moonlight at night dancing before me in mystical ways that tantalised my body. I wanted her, longed for her…her presence was enough to make me whisper the name of god. [Read more...]
The South Paw
January 29, 2011 By 6 Comments
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I never knew were he would take me. We would drive for hours, not a word spoken. It would only be obvious to me what I was about to endure when we arrived at the destination…
…in the middle of a hot summers afternoon where sticky flies were buzzing and the gargle call of crow’s piercing. On a farm in a paddock sown with wheat, three cars parked and the unknown occupants got out and looked each other over, they then exchanged nods, the fight was on. [Read more...]
Spider in the Loo
January 23, 2011 By 3 Comments
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After spring cleaning my house I was sweaty and smelly. In desperate need of a hot shower. As the warm water massage over my tied shoulders I let out a rejuvenating sigh. It was a heavenly feeling to let the warm water wash over me.
But I noticed that the bath had begun to fill with water and was now over my ankles. I thought, I must have left the plug in and scooped down to pull it out and drain the water. What I felt was no bath plug, it was hard and scratchy. [Read more...]
Girlee Spot
January 13, 2011 By 4 Comments
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Like a freeze frame photo, capturing that one instant moment of joy, laughter, tears, fear and sadness, I stared at her beauty of vision. Her red hair captured my intentions and her green eyes coloured my life and made me gasp for breath. I blushed as she looked up at me from the other side of the table, she caught me looking at her…soaking in her existence. [Read more...]
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