*** January 2012 Poem Contest ***
Enter your poem as a wmail here
my owner
by:horsiegirl
I love her and brag that she's the best.The other horses disagree but she's still the greatest.I stamp my hooves letting her know that I'm here.I look toward the stable that she lives in but no her. I long to smell her long head of golden hay.
I just can't wait for her to care for me another day.I run like the wind when she's up on my back. I love her and she loves me I wish that forever it could be just her and me.
horsiegirl & snow white
2012-01-19 19:34:34
Abandoned
Hunger is pecking,
my stomach in pain,
bugs, and dirt are within my mane.
Cold, alone, scared, and in fright,
not knowing what's in the dark, just ready to bite.
The rope to my halter is holding me down,
thorns hurt my hooves from the freezing ground.
The grass is yellow,
not good to a fellow,
I've been walking so long my legs feel like jello.
The rain patters down,
hitting the ground,
I run away, hey,what's that sound?
Two riders are chasing,
I beat them by racing, running in those woods,
while the it rains on their hoods.
My eyes filled with fright,
the moon shined so bright,
on that lonely, solemn cold, freezing night.
Caspian136 & Caspian
2012-01-22 20:41:21
apple
by starrkidd&blazer
i see horses eating apples
while im in this cage
i feel like a rotten baby saple
as i stay on a blank page.
i want food
will anybody care?
people are so rude as they walk past me with food
i rather be eaten by a bear
one day a little girl sees me
she gives me an apple,she says you need a snack
she opens the gate and hops on me,me and her flee
she had ran away,so she packed things for a horse,like me.
now i have some one who cares for me
i have a family 2 twin black foals like me
my owner loves me the same,
my foals and me feel like fame.
starrkidd & blaze
2012-01-22 23:50:43
Soul Whisper
by Elizebethonbareback
I know something, rather strange and I will tell you all about it if you keep my secret,
I figured it out, after speaking to a animal or two,
I lay in bed that night staring into space, listening to a old wise man, inless it was a owl speaking to the others,†Where is the one you speak off?’ It said in its old wise voice. I didn’t listen to what the other creature said, for (you might’ve guessed) I was quite scared, But for some resean I knew I must deal with it for this will happen more then twice.
The next mourning I walked through the woods, not sure of what to do about last night, But I knew it was not over for instead of hearing birds chirping with all there might,I heard them wespering to one anther in a almost silent voice,†is this the soul whiper?†Finely I couldn’t take it any longer, I spoke up for the world to hear ,†Who may I ask, is this soul whisper?†I expected the birds to fly away in all different directences, but instead they stood shock still. I expected the squirlls to run up there tree, but instead they stared. So that is what they all did. But here is the strange thing, a large white horse rushed up from a near by meadow, and whispered in my ear ,†you are.â€
I now understand, I’m the soul whisper, I can hear animals speak. Weird right? Well that is who I am the soul wisper.
Elizebethonbareback & Vanilla spice
2012-01-30 17:46:59
msjane & AE
2012-01-30 22:41:09
wow! this peom contest is huge!!!!!
9966332 & Indy
2012-02-01 14:55:52
Yeah I never knew so many people wrote poems
JesseBoy & Honey
2012-02-02 22:18:56
look at the candycane by:twilit look at the candycane what do you see stripes that are red like the blood shed for me turn it around and a staff you will se jesus my savior died for me.
twilit & Monty
2012-02-04 21:04:56
of all the things i have seen and all the dreams i have ever dreamed the finest things ive ever seen white horses along the sea.-forever free
twilit & Monty
2012-02-04 22:01:25
PONIES HERE,PONIES THERE,PONIES PONIES EVERYWHERE,GALLOPING BY ARE A PALOMINO ,A BAY ,A CHESTNUT,WHERE IS MY BEAUTY THERE SHE IS BY THE BARN MY BLACK BEAUTY
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