Best War Horse Poems
War HorseBrumby.
A strong gale cuts its path across the snow laden mountain tops,
light and tough the timor, thoroughbred mix, leads his mob at a trot.
A day spend grazing the valley below they now ascend the range above,
his brumbys follow out of awe and fear not with...
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Categories:
war horse, horse, world war i,
Form:
Ballad
Categories:
war horse, animals,
Form:
Haiku
War HorseWar Horse by Steven Cooke
Taken from Cloven fields,
Where skylark and Grouse Linger.
Into the bowels of a troopship,
No scent of Morning Dew, No Bird song
Only sweat and urine,
And the distant sounds of war.
No light, no grass of home, only the whip.
For he is bound...
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Categories:
war horse, wardeath, war, death, morning,
Form:
War HorseThere once was a horse named joey that a little boy had as a pet.
As the war came to town the boy's dad took joey the horse to sell it to the army.
The horse was in the war for 4 years before the boy joined...
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Categories:
war horse, adventure, war, war, horse,
Form:
Light Verse
The Life of a War HorseThe Life of a War Horse
The horses I remember as a child were very big working horses,
not nervous like race horses who need a rub down and soft words
before racing. I remember specially a giant tanned coloured horse
left behind after the...
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Categories:
war horse, adventure, animal,
Form:
Blank verse
Indian War Horse
high upon a jagged cliff
a painted horse of many colors
stands under a cloudless sky . . .
a native girl gazes at the vast land of Canada
as one eagle feather from her Indian war horse flutters away
lost . . . it glides, it...
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Categories:
war horse, dream,
Form:
Free verse
Sweet Anger For the War HorseNext time I will be stone.
I shall become the strongest wall of rock..
I will be born solid and hard.
This next time I will be tough to reach,
For I will had thickened in heart;
But like to those I never knew.
A time after this I will be...
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Categories:
war horse, anger,
Form:
Free verse
Where They Speak FrenchIt is not our war to fight
Yet onwards we go without flight
Carrying man as best we can
Through bog and trench
Ignoring the stench
Eager to please but dropping to our knees
When bullets and grenades end our days.
I was a faithful steed
I did my best to...
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Categories:
war horse, conflict, courage, emotions, horse,
Form:
Rhyme