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Flying on invisible wings,
Saddled only in the courage
Never spoken aloud to any one
But the beast below my,
The horse flesh that wakes my
Dreams and pulls me
From the harsh reality
That I dread.
So what if my rewards
Are only cloth blues and reds
And broken bones.
Bloodied elbows
And ripped jeans.
My greatest passion
Is just to escape the world.
Saddled only in the courage
Never spoken aloud to any one
But the beast below my,
The horse flesh that wakes my
Dreams and pulls me
From the harsh reality
That I dread.
So what if my rewards
Are only cloth blues and reds
And broken bones.
Bloodied elbows
And ripped jeans.
My greatest passion
Is just to escape the world.
just how i feel about riding horses
© 2004 - 2024 KittenSamAzhrea
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This is a really fantastic poem! Excellent stuff! I like how you end the first stanza talking about what you dread, and end the second stanza talking about your greatest passion. It actually has quite an upbeat sound to it, and captivates with its vivid imagery. Keep doing stuff like this!
I did have one question, though: Did you mean for line 4 to end in "my"? I thought that word was supposed to be "me", but maybe I misunderstood something...
Whatever the case, you've got quite a bit of talent! I'm going to flip through some more of your stuff!
-FS*
I did have one question, though: Did you mean for line 4 to end in "my"? I thought that word was supposed to be "me", but maybe I misunderstood something...
Whatever the case, you've got quite a bit of talent! I'm going to flip through some more of your stuff!
-FS*