Pleased as punch this mother quite proud
Flips up her tail and neighing so loud
Her gait so lively, her head held high
A bright young mama, once a gleam in her eye
Unbridled spirit, feeling so grand
The spitting image of his dear old man
Romping through fields, free of reins
Thundering hoofs, flying mane
A frisky young colt like dad in his day
Who was quite a stud they were heard to say
Then back to the barn when day is done
This spirited young colt was born to run
Resting for a while batteries recharged
Chomping at the bit, a spirit so large
Such unbridled youth, exuberance defined
This pesky young colt, it's his time to shine
To become an equestrian first-class
Jerry had to learn to ride on the grass
He took off the saddle
The equus skedaddled
Poor Jerry! He thought 'bareback' meant bare-hass
Such a wonderful sight
A horse going into flight
Captured in a lens
Documenting by the writer's pen
For once a horse was used for war
And now has a prescence of peace with a score
May we continue the beauty of a horse show
Snickering at others athletic events saying 'what do you really know"
You see it is the beauty of a horse that can never cease
With its artistic message reminding us all of the word peace
Marc O'Brien Author/Poet
To look deeper then ever before
shattered glass on the parchment floor
eyes, faces & hands
In a way we are all aliens in disguise
Can't we see through all these twisted lies
Does this notion of thought come at a big surprise
Let's look inside we have no reason to hide
faces in the window having storms in the night
the mockery of a chosen vine
Created and crafted by a great design
let's look above to the heavenly love
with words one could heal & harm
We falter from the deafening silence from the call
yet there is still something stirring in the wind
A pulse, a heart beat motion in thought
A challenge to be free is a question of time
A tug at the heart will light a spark to what were truly looking for.
The elegance is a born gift
The elegance is a natural fact
That some beings do receive
Even before their birth.
And, the elegance is a delight!
A delight present in the allure.
Aye. The allure as the posture.
With a simple glance, revealed.
A horse in the wind
My heart has ravished!
A majestic horse
Has touched my artistic sensitivity!
No doubt, a famous champion
In the horse-races
With a simple appearance!
The coat and the flaming hair
Do show its haughty rank
An unbelievable beauty…admirable!
©Rita Solis Radius. July 16th 2015. Poem “Equestrian elegance”.
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