Dean Wood Poet Light Verse

Horsing Around

If I were a horse, what kind would I be?
A raging white stallion so wild and so free,
Leading the herd to new pastures green,
Sinuous, shiny; a sight to be seen! 
Handsome and striking; pawing the air
I’d be the desire of every young mare.

No, not a stallion; a stunning paint war horse
Adorned with bold markings and feathers of course.
Only a brave chief could sit me astride,
Into the battle we’d gallop and ride!
We’d ride at high noon and into the night
Striking fear in the hearts of all who dare fight!

Oh, who am I kidding? I’m not of that sort!
I’ve hardly the passion to kick or to snort.
A poor sorrel plough horse is what I would be,
No stranger to rider nor harness; that’s me!
Wearing white socks; the work I’d enjoy.
With a star on my forehead; I’m such a good boy!

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Rico Leffanta May 12, 2017 at 1:29 PM Next task would be to illustrate this for children! Well done! Aloha! Rico Dean Wood May 12, 2017 at 3:02 PM You know it never occurred to me that kids might like this one. Trouble is, I can't make a stick figure sit down. Thanks for the sentiment though! Aloha

Lenna Walker May 9, 2017 at 12:22 PM I love it !!!!!! Your talent shines bright here. The flow, the images, the whole thing, so creative. A joyful read my friend :) Dean Wood May 9, 2017 at 3:25 PM Thanks again Lenna. You have a way of making a guy feel good about himself. Glad you enjoyed it!

Andrea Dietrich May 8, 2017 at 5:40 PM Dean I think you and I think a lot alike. I have a poem somewhere in my collection where I wish to be a unicorn or something but instead I am just an old work horse. hahaha. Loved this. Dean Wood May 8, 2017 at 6:19 PM You know what they say about like minds . . . Thank you.