A Poem By Bernadette // 8/4/2008

Feathered hooves
pound on sand
shining white body
gleaming with the sun.

Black head plunging
into tumbling waves
high and curling crash
under trampling hooves.

Mane and tail
flow out behind
like ever sailing
blue seas.

Wild eyes like
raging storms when
they come upon
ocean deep.

Arched muscles under
Thick neck
Tarrant son of Thunderhooves
Gallops ever on.



This is beautiful, Bernadette.
I love it.

Clare Marie | Tue, 08/05/2008

"I don't know half of you half as well as I should like; and I like less than half of you half as well as you deserve." -Bilbo Baggins [The Lord of the Rings]


Beautiful! This is very well written!!! Awesome job!

Elizabeth | Tue, 08/05/2008


The Holy Spirit is the quiet guest of our soul." -St. Augustine

Great! Excellent! Amazing!

This is my favorite!!!

Falling Leaves-unschooler, horse lover, and obsesser over writing, reading and proper grammar.

E | Thu, 09/18/2008

"You were not meant to fit into a shallow box built by someone else." -J. Raymond


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