Below is the poem entitled Mustang which was written by poet
Swanson. Please feel free to comment on this poem. However, please remember, PoetrySoup is a place of encouragement and growth.
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Wind drinkers flow with strength and grace.
Thunder pounds from their hooves.
Run wild Mustang, Run.
As one they "run" across parched earth,
born free and "wild" from the time of birth.
Their manes flow "as" water, in the wind.
Hooves dig in, "the" desert floor, they rend.
Full moon at "midnight" leads their way,
while in the night "sky" their ancestors play.
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