Machinacs Gold-W
By sheer chance visited Machinac’s island for a few hours
October is the time for frosts, blankets and snowflakes
Where one cannot travel in the motorized vehicles
Beauty of an island is one of Michigan’s pleasures.
Snowflakes, the untouched beauty of nature
They fall with a whisper that you can barely hear
Wild horse, wild horse that is snowflake white
Runs like the wind and glides through the night.
The term meaningful in the world of Appaloosas horses
The breed with a wide range of color variants
Having mottled skin on their lips, genitals and eyes
With striped hooves and thin skimpy manes and tails.
So fascinating and exotic is the color pattern on the body
Looking like someone has placed a blanket on its body
With a pattern of spots tipped or frosted blonde or white
Snowflakes landing on the horses like random spots white.
Swirling and drifting- galloping and skipping motions
The horses and snowflakes like poetry of emotions.
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Sixth place winner
Theme selected: Horses and Snowflakes
Contest: Horses or Snowflakes or Horses and Snowflakes sponsored by Constance, The Rambling Poet
Dr. Ram Mehta
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