Horses

At the foot of the mountain lies a wide verdant plain With rich flowing breasts tend its enchanting brethren A cuddly care that nature does, in collaboration with men Catered to those gallant souls, nurturing the best it can Every morning, when sunshine unfolds its resounding grace Charming horses in auspicious race, dock their tails, all in graze Glorious creatures they are when viewed near and afar Precious stone-like muzzles adorned, each shines like ritzy car Glossy fur is prominent, from withers, poll to forelock crane The sophisticated look they have while galloping in any range When the sun grows brighter in the middle of the day Cowboys with their hats and chaps shout, hurray! They run to check their rides before they saddle with glee Patting stifle, gaskin, hock down to fetlock ‘though they’re jerky Thorough inspection of hoof, coronet and frog they do and peek And see if shoes are fixed, they’re good luck charms, shown in kicks Stallions or mares, palomino, topaz… horses in any color and kind Riding like a roller-coaster on their withers to their croup is so fine! How I wish I can go with those cowboys in their pony-trekking I want to be their horsewoman as they’ll be all my prince charming. Oct. 17, 2016 1.40pm Copyright2016Leonora Galinta All Rights Reserved Ninth Place Contest: Horses Judged: 10/30/2016 Sponsor: Poet Shadow Hamilton