You’ve got four beats, I’ve got two,
But our heartbeats make rhythm,
To the sound of your hooves on the ground,
And my whispers of encouragement dance through your mane,
While your breath is heavy,
And my mind is free,
While your eyes wander to the trees, the birds, to freedom,
Mine focus on the...
I stareinto his deep, kind brown eyes,
And heinstantly knows all my secrets.
As Iwrap my arms around his muscular neck, he knows I am sad.
Hiscurious lips tug at my shirt and hair, trying to bring a smile back to mydepressed soul.
I crywith him.
Hecries with me.
We arealike, but so...
It's called "Haunted." I wrote it over the summer during a very deep depression. I feel it really describes the awful pain I felt at the time.
The surging numbness pulses through my veins, bringing nothing but an emptiness that sends a chilling pain through the deepest pit of my bleeding...
Perseus: my white horse.
I can never look back at us with remorse
Your eyes illuminate the darkest of my days
Makes me wish I could always hear your neighs
When we run, we become one
Like brothers under a single sun
You will always be mine
Together we will shine
So lets chase our...
So this is my first shot at a horse poem, it may not be the best poem but its good for me. This was inspired by a friends poem entitled "just a horse"
A smooth warm coat against your skin
The familiar, inviting smell
A soft shoulder to rest your head on and in the most, inviting sweet smell...
I know a place of valleys low
Where meadows green and lovely grow
And in these meadows lives a beast
That can't be found West, South, or East
Only North does this creature thrive,
Where meadows keep its soul alive;
The grass marks spirit
Trees for kind
Daisies help a troubled mind...