The Silver Outline
" And God took a handful of southerly wind, blew his breath upon it and
created the horse." ~ Bedoin Legend
In the magical moonlight
The silver outline you see;
Is a greyish white Mustang,
A wild horse I am.
Rambling free in the vast grasslands...
The long coarse skeins, my dark grey manes;
Dwells the blustering wind.
When air is wrapped in fleecy clouds,
I swim in the silent waters deep.
Mermaid locks leave behind a trail.
A canter, that's a hush, a heart that mellows;
Yet so strong , yet so rugged.
Thunder in the mountains,
Rolling fierce rain.
No fear I know,
As I go galloping, pacing long wild grasses..
Waves in a stormy sea.
Artists for eons strove,
To hold in their brushes
Spirit unlassoed, in my knowing eyes
Hid behind my long eyelashes white.
In my heart lies;
Wings which unfurl as I fly,
Taming the wind, blowing a gale.
Wild horse of the prairies, I am.
4th place win in the contest
For PD's : "My Best Pet or Animal Poem"
For kristen bruni's contest : "If I Was Animal What Would I Be?"
Written by Gautami Phookan