Patrick Kelly Poet Rhyme

Race the Wind

I rode my steed to race the wind, tracking the setting sun
His spirit was true and his soul knew too, his heart and mine were one
His dusty hide and flashing feet cut the grass in evening haste
Encouraging fingers caress his neck as spurs quickened his pace                                                                                                                                                                                                        We raced the wind and set our coarse across the great divide
The horse had spirit and loved to run 
But the wind had the longer stride.

The wind laughed his howling moan to mock and beckon us on
He rules the land from lofty peeks that guard his mountain throne
Out to the west the lightning flashed within a purple sky
Thunder rolled and beat its drum as the horse and I flashed by
The sun gave up to twilight and the wind’s sting was lost
The steed’s great heart was shattered, leaving me to count the cost

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Christine Phillips May 9, 2023 at 9:46 AM A nice poem with an excellent contrast.The wind and the horse strike that magnificent contrast. Allot of thought went into this piece. Patrick Kelly May 10, 2023 at 10:23 AM Thank you for reading my poem. Christine, do you know where you poems are going when you start? I notice that you write with thoughts of life around you. Not sure where “race the wind” came from, just a phrase of run like the wind.