Description of Equus (A poem for horse lovers)

A Poem By Clare Marie // 3/14/2008

His eyes are like mystical legends:
What stories they could tell.

Strands of silk is his flowing mane;
It rises and falls like waves.

Graceful is his body, and yet strong;
Majestically does he walk.

His streaming tail is like a flag;
Proudly he carries it.

Like flint upon steel are his hooves:
When he runs, fire flashes.

Powerful is his wild trumpet call;
His neigh, a thunderclap.

He travels on the wings of the wind;
The pace he chooses is swift.

My endurance is great, brave is my heart.
Who am I? I am the horse.

Comments

Wonderful!

Dear Clare,

Wonderful job! I love it! Awesoeme discriptions!

Love,
Elizabeth

Elizabeth | Mon, 03/17/2008

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

:)

Thanks, Elizabeth.

Love,
Clare

Clare Marie | Wed, 03/19/2008

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"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]

Good job!

I LOVED IT CLARE!!!!! It was great. Good job!

Angela | Fri, 07/18/2008

OH YO YO
☺~Ang☺

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Thanks, Ange. :)

Clare Marie | Sat, 07/19/2008

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"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]

So great, describes the

So great, describes the horse very well! Except my horse's neigh sounds more like a little girl's scream. Mind you that he's a gelding, lol.

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"Never, never give up. Unless you get really tired." -Ellen Degenres

Erin | Thu, 04/09/2009

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