If I Were A Muddlehorse Poem by Tan Pratonix
If I Were A Muddlehorse
I
If I were a Muddlehorse
With a black mane,
I'd be running on a race course
With horses from Spain,
And all those Spanish horses
Would be running like the wind;
But you cannot beat a Muddlehorse
And I left them all behind.
II
Muddlehorses come in sizes
Six to eleven,
The smallest ones win all the prizes
They run sixty miles in seven
(Minutes, of course.) A Muddlehorse
Can live on grass, but most-
Ly he likes cabbages and candy-floss
And Muddle-made toast.
III
Muddlehorses race on the sea;
In the forests of Germany
They are found
Meditating on the nature of movement underground.
What ever a muddlehorse is, I dont care because all horses are wonderful. I fell in love with this horse and the poem. cheers Sylvie
Quite Zaney! I am not sure what a muddlehorse really is, but I like the thought that it can beat the Spanish horses. This one leaps and pulled me into the unconscious dreamlike world of free association. I really liked it.
Please explain this poem to me - I do not understand the last stanza. I want to know more about this Muddlehorse - and the true meaning of your poem.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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Wow beautifully interesting poem! .. 5 Stars! .. Thank you for sharing! .. Take care, and best wishes! ..
He is not here anymore. Gone. Indeed, an impressive poem to read.5 Stars too.