Horse

Horse Sixteen point three hands high sparkled with sparkles with a sparkling bay colour covering his coat shimmering in even the darkest of the darkles every part of him had a shimmering mote a white mane that shines with shinning confidence shines in the breeze with sparks of shine scintillating skin which scintillates his somnolence makes me scintillated on top of his spine. Gleamed with a gleaming personality that’s bold stands out through his gleams of gleaming content glittering playfulness in the sun glitters gold making glitters express jubilation to no extent happiness glistens from humans around him glistening while he glistens his manicured hooves his glowing blithe glows from every limb which glows glowing specimens every time he moves. Twizzles fly when he trots dazzling footprints as he twizzles smoothly into twizzle-less canter tactical movements tactically give no hints when tactics win his magical enchanter his spotless saddle twinkles the rider to twinkle them both into twinkling stars a perfect showjumper tenably a glider reaching tenable levels spectacularly to mars. Harriet Louisa Ward 30/07/2021 NEW POEMS ONLY ‘Finding Your Muse’ Contest Sponsor: Regina McIntosh