Horse And Rider Poem by Horse Poet
Horse And Rider
The prairie blows the grasses
And whips the horse’s mane.
They travel, horse and rider,
Through the sea of amber grain
Hills roll by, and clouds pass
But steady are the horse’s hooves
Upon the wind blown grass
As they travel, horse and rider
There is no trail that they follow
No path that can be seen
There they travel, horse and rider
Upon the endless blowing green
This poem evokes a feeling of absolute freedom. Beautifully done, Horse Poet... this lives up to your name! Brian
Beautifully told tale of wide open spaces, no compass to be found, and yet they traveled, seemingly knowing right where to go. Well told!
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4/19/2024 9:50:14 AM # 1.0.0.1119
I love thus poem.nicely done