What is a horse? CONTEST!!

Sorry for the grammar im from mexico and im doing my best.
I wanna dedicate thsi to my heart and sould Black Magic RIP my beloved unrideable boy.
3. Shows/ competing

I remmeber that first day I saw you, alone and abandoned in that stall.
I remmeber how you look down and on guard.
They al called me crazy, and look at me when I walked you out.
They said you were unrideable by the best ones and asked me to get you back.

We got in that ring with the excuse of just a little trot.
We watch them how all got surprised when you didn't buck me off.
You run into that fence and jumped.
And I gave you my heart and Soul.

We went into the shows.
I was a bigginer, who couldnt handle a horse
And you were even worse, "that damn black horse"
But I looved the look on their faces when we were done.

Place to Place, show by show,
Every weekend we jumped and rock and roll
Leaving gossips and amusement in the crowd
Sooner than latter we had beated the odds

They said we werent ment to be together,
But they used to bet we will win
In nationals and state finals.
And then it came that horrible day.

We were crowned number one,
And you were taken away.
I couldnt handle the pain so
I went away.

I saw you 3 yrs latter
You werent the same.
No more my shinny black horse,
The one that gave his heart and soul in every jump

You were the same unridiable horse
I feel in love 5 years away.


And this poem is a poem that I would like to share. Is a poem I wrote for the man who teached me everything I know about horses, and made me who Im today in every aspect in my life.
This wont match in any class I don't want it to be graded or classified its just somethign I like to share about my dad.

You teached me to read writte, for school.
You teach me to remmember, for a exam.
You teach me to believe, that anything was possible.
You teach me to breed, and respect every animal.
You teach me to ride, and became no 1
You made me who I'm
That was us the ones that wrote, remmebered, believed. Breed and rode.
Then I look back and you are gone ...
And you teached me more.
You teach me to feel, that I miss you.
You teached me to writte , about you.
You teached me to cry, forgive and smile.
You teach me to ride, 'cos I love it and not 'cos I had to.
You teached me to miss you.
And after so long you are still my dad.
Thanks for make me who I´m.

Wild running free


The Stallion

He stood upon the rocky crag,
With nostrils flaring wide
And gazed upon the herd below
His eyes betrayed his pride.

And then he saw not far away
Ten riders on a hill
All muscles tensed, all heard looked up
And every heart stood still.

Upon the herd the rider swept
To drive them to a gap
That just beyond the hunters knew
They'd built a hidden trap.

Upon the hill the stallion spied
His captured herd depart
Each passing moment,vengeance grew
Until it filled his heart.

Then every eye turned to the king
Up to that noble sire
The anger in his eyes did flash
Like burning coals of fire.

With lifted head he reared and pawed
His challenge to the night
With flashing hooves he wheeled and turned
And disappeared from sight.

This dare the men could not refuse
They knew the chase was on
And up above the reddened sky
Announced the coming dawn.

Four days did pass and every hour
The quarry they pursued
The mighty steed did wan and tire
He could not stop for food.

Till gasping he could run no more
His will he would not bend
His spirit always would remain
Unbroken to the end.

Before him lay a deep ravine
No bridge across it spanned
Behind the riders closed on him
He would not wear their brand.

Without a backwards glance he leaped
Defiance to his foe
His handsome twisting body spun
Down to the rocks below.

They say that on a starry night
A shadow will appear
And if you listen carefully
Faint hoof beats you might hear.

Spyder

I wrote this when I was 18.

For other:

Pegasus Wings

Soaring through the clear blue sky,
A pegasus came flying by.
Wings of a feather,
Body of silk,
He blended in with the clouds
That looked like spilt milk.
Flying above us,
Swooping down,
He goes gliding through town.


A wonderful creature
He must be,
Certainly a sight to see!
Soon he flew down,
I walked up to him,
His heart thumped,
His wings spread,
I guess he decided to cove his head!


A smart boy he was,
Quite the comedian,
I knew he liked me in a way!


"Soon" I thought,
"Soon I will touch his pegasus wings."

Ahhhh guys I don't think this contest is going to be judged

So I just wanted to get that poem out there

Unless a mod steps in.

This is one of the very reasons the under/over 15 rule was brought in.

Ugg. Don't remind me or I litterally CRY.
Now don't make a youngster cry

Another shining example of why the rule was brought in.
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Oh your two!! Stop. We all know why the rule was brought in. No need to start patronizing us. Can't we just accept that this contest isnt going to be judged, and get on with it?

Well it's cool reading eachother's poems and songs and stories and stuff anyways :)