Romina SawardClarke


Wild Animals - Poem by Romina SawardClarke

pounding of hooves echoing in silent winds.
haunting houls of wolves standing high silloueted next to the gaping moon.
laughters of the human race sitting patiently at the top of a elaphant.
some wore balacavas hiding their faces from the world.

Horses raced along the dusty desert like roads seeking to be at their destinations.
Horses gallopping along the horizon, hooves patter souning nearer every miniute.
They all sounded a tune as all of the horses gathered together in unison, protecting their fouls from any danger that arises.
I saw in the distance a wildhorse quite unique wet to the bone.
His main catching in the wind.
Out of the corner of my eye i saw a beautiful gir with long dazzling hair.
Midriff seemed normal but the other half horse.

Her Centaurs body clinging tightly onto the horses main, whipping the slavery horse with great undignity.

The atmosphere was calm and content but now vile and dangerious.

I ran as the monster form headed in my direction.


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  • Silver Star - 3,913 Points Dave Walker (3/27/2012 5:03:00 PM)

    Great poem, like it, a great write. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, March 27, 2012

Poem Edited: Thursday, March 29, 2012


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