Hilda Greenhough Poet Rhyme

The Horse Rider

An expert rider, a solid horse, what greater pals can there be?
To stretch the land amongst the hills, to charge past the wind and be free.

The horse's hooves slam to the earth like an auto's fiery pistons.
His mane flows like a mighty river while his wild wide-eye glistens.

Rider balances, holding the reins, and moves as one with the horse.
She gentles her steed, who knows he's safe, and so they complete the course.

How great to ride with the speed of a 'comet' on an Autumn day.
How great to pace with the thrill of the ride, to live what comes your way.

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Suzanne Delaney August 28, 2024 at 3:55 PM Wow Hilda: I was really riding right along with you. What an amazing gallop and amazing poem. I am Faving this one, I too was a rider and remember those days well. I wrote a poem about a Horse I rented once if you can follow this link. https://www.poetrysoup.com/poem/ride_a_speckled_horse_466096 Hilda Greenhough August 28, 2024 at 5:30 PM Thank you. I'll check it out.

Karen Jones July 27, 2024 at 1:21 PM Wow it’s like you’re inside the rider and horses head! This is fabulous! I enjoyed reading and feeling the adrenaline! Hilda Greenhough July 27, 2024 at 1:35 PM Yes, it's exciting. It is known to be a dangerous sport. I did like my riding years.

Paula Goldsmith July 22, 2024 at 2:44 PM What a wonderful write. I was a rider on your horse. Have a wonderful day riding  away..................... Hilda Greenhough July 22, 2024 at 4:15 PM Lol. Riding, not writing. Thank you for the reply.

Kim Rodrigues July 19, 2024 at 9:07 AM mmm…love this! I rode a horse around Emerald Lake in the Yukon, holding tight, but we would be on for a while and so I had to loosen up and go with the flow. I love the excitement here! Fave! xx Hilda Greenhough July 19, 2024 at 2:57 PM Thank you for faving this. When I love something, the poetry is easier to write. Horse riding in the Yukon sounds magical. Thanks.

Richard Lamoureux July 18, 2024 at 5:06 AM A pleasure to give another read. Hilda Greenhough July 18, 2024 at 9:39 AM I'm honored you like it.

Tonye George July 17, 2024 at 10:22 PM Horse riding is one activity I love. (in my head though) alongside archery. but I get too scared of horses, not the horses but the ride itself I guess. I've been wanting to go for a ride recently. lovely piece Dear, Hilda. Hilda Greenhough July 18, 2024 at 9:39 AM Thank you for reading. You would be better off to ride an experienced horse with a tender heart to start.

Jim Slaughter July 16, 2024 at 10:29 AM I like horses, but I never quite had the "seat" needed for riding. A beautiful piece, in any event, Hilda. Hilda Greenhough July 16, 2024 at 12:03 PM Thank you.

Paige Hind July 16, 2024 at 10:21 AM I love horses! They are so therapeutic- Hilda Greenhough July 16, 2024 at 12:03 PM They are. Thank you for your comment.

Zyrool Gifford July 16, 2024 at 12:00 AM Beautifully written, Hilda. I also enjoy riding, I love the feeling of the breeze through my hair as we speed up in a friendly race. Have a blessed day, my friend. Hilda Greenhough July 16, 2024 at 12:13 AM Thank you.

Joseph P. DiMino July 14, 2024 at 9:16 AM Hi Hilda; well said. When I was much younger, now and then I would go galloping through desert washes, up and down hills -- it was thrilling. Hilda Greenhough July 14, 2024 at 9:46 AM It's a wonderful experience. We are in a special group. Thanks for reading.

Richard Lamoureux July 13, 2024 at 2:22 PM A pleasure to read. ;0) Hilda Greenhough July 13, 2024 at 2:27 PM Thank you. Enjoy your weekend.

Mike Bayles July 13, 2024 at 9:19 AM I love the ending. I love the line, to stretch the land amongst the hills. Hilda Greenhough July 13, 2024 at 9:30 AM Thank you. It is my favorite activity.

Ilene Bauer July 13, 2024 at 7:35 AM A wonderful poem which makes it so easy to picture the scene of a rider and her horse - very descriptive! Hilda Greenhough July 13, 2024 at 8:16 AM Thank you for your compliment. I miss my riding days.

Ink Empress July 13, 2024 at 5:29 AM Dear hilda, horses a beautiful and they are loyal companions like most animals: and youv written a very stunning writ here: im not good with horse riding but i can feel the excitement one gets through it from this poem: pleasure reading you always: sending you light Hilda Greenhough July 13, 2024 at 8:14 AM Thank you for your comment and for your appreciation of horse's. They need love.

Evelyn Judy Buehler July 12, 2024 at 11:16 PM I can feel the exhilarating thrill of speed and motion, though this poem's marvelous imagery, Hilda. Reading this was a treat. ;) Hilda Greenhough July 13, 2024 at 5:21 AM Thank you.

Valsa George July 12, 2024 at 11:06 PM Beautiful poem on the experience of riding on horseback. "His mane flows like a mighty river while his wild wide-eye glistens." Love these lines. I can imagine what a majestic looking horse, it is. With an expert rider on it, galloping over hills and planes will be a real thrill. Hilda Greenhough July 13, 2024 at 5:21 AM Thank you for stopping by.

David Crandall July 12, 2024 at 7:17 PM Hilda, you sure make riding horses sound fun! Hilda Greenhough July 12, 2024 at 7:23 PM It is a great joy that I no longer do.