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Message thread at CPP
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October Poem Contest All Ages
Apples, And Carrots
BrooklynDork
12 and over
My pony is sweet, and oh so neat.
Eat the Apple, but not the core
Leave it lying on the floor
Eat the carrot, Or Beat me to it. Hay? Oh Hay? I've got to go, Goodbye. | 
Brooklyndork & Bear | | 2012-10-18 02:07:56 | | My Autumn Ride with Swift
by jeppocat
12 and over
I ride in the autumn breeze
on Swift, my pony
under a forrest of trees
All the trees have colors of
orange and red.
A wonderful sight
better seen than said.
While the leaves crunch under
my pony's feet,
My heart is filled with awe
and skips a beat.
While the sun sets,
and the twilight starts to lift
I go home with happiness
to know I have a pony named swift
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jeppocat & Rinoa | | 2012-10-20 22:57:32 | | Golden Leaves
by JumperInTraining
Gold leaves
Like a golden necklace
Like the shining sun
Flutter in the breeze
Red leaves
Like the maple leaf on the Canada flag
Like Christmas decorations
Decorate the ground
Orange leaves
Like pumpkins
Like decorations at Halloween
Colour the air.
Gold, red and orange leaves
Cover the meadow in brilliant colours
where the horses are grazing,
and playing.
Colourful leaves
fall from the trees.
Autumn is finally here!
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JumperInTraining & Page Turner | | 2012-10-23 00:26:39 | | Halloween By Sharron10
Its Halloween night,
Walking in the moonlight.
everyone yells "Trick or Treat",
And then they get something good to eat.
We're having lots of fun,
we walk, and hop, and skip, and run.
I ride my pony in a costume,
dressed up as a witch with a broom.
every body stops and stares,
As, my ghost pony rears,
What a special Halloween,
It was like a great dream.
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sharron10 & Midnight Star | | 2012-10-25 19:57:05 | | The white horse by hesmari
on that early dawn
they arrived. I will not tell you
exactly how many were they.
they brought the wild horse again
this time it is white and coy
they did not speak to me
my attention was focused on the
beautiful horse
i did not show that i liked it
i did not talk too
then they brought the horse inside
the house
and then the windows and doors
were closed
and then the white horse started to
dance
and i liked it more
it was then that i realized
what are they really
and why are they here bringing me
a beautiful white horse
will they take my antique chairs
made of rosewood?
will i bargain my house
for a horse?
just for a horse
and they whose names i do not really know
shall laugh
after they had finally taken the whole of what i have
just for a white horse whose talent is just
to dance? |
hesmari & snow white | | 2012-10-26 12:50:46 | | I love my pony!!!
He is a cute one.
He is fun! | 
123s & Starfire | | 2012-10-26 21:03:47 | | Runningwind by koala2711
My heart skips a beat.
A horse that is beautiful.
The thunder,the lightning. |
koala2711 & firestar | | 2012-10-27 02:03:01 | | Leaves
by jimmy01234
Gold and red leaves,
fall from the trees
decorate the
ground in colours,
so marvelous.
Gold and red leaves,
float in the wind,
colours the air
brilliantly.
Gold and red leaves,
decorate the
pasture where the
horses graze so
peacfully in
their warm blankets.
Gold and red leaves,
how beautiful! |
Jimmy01234 & tom | | 2012-10-27 11:09:56 | | Midnight’s Shadow
By Maid Mairain
Midnight’s Shadow, black and bold,
Countless stories of you are told,
They say you are a ghost of old.
Midnight’s Shadow, black and bold.
But I know better than to believe such a thing,
For I know the truth more than anything,
And when I think of it, it brings on such a sting,
To imagine that sad, horrid happening.
No you are no ghost, you’re a runaway,
You ran two years ago, this coming Christmas Day,
You ran to where you’d seen her body lay,
For with you’re true love gone, you’d no reason to stay.
For you love her and she loved you,
No horse and girl could ever be more true,
And that you would trip in these woods, who ever knew?
But now it’s all done, and you cant undo.
So this dreary woods you will not leave,
Because of that one horrid, fateful, Christmas Eve,
For to this one girl’s memory, you still cleave,
and this one girl’s death, which you still grieve. |
Maid Mairain & Dawn Rising | | 2012-10-27 16:32:30 | | Horse Race
By K1I5T0
The first horses load
They paw the ground
Eager to go
When the last horse steps in, the gates open wide.
The horses leap out
Running full speed
Dirt flies from the ground
As they gallop through the wind
At the half-mile mark
A horse slips
The jockey hits the ground
The horses race past the fallen pair.
They round the last turn
Fighting for the lead
The jockeys go for their whips
The horses give their last burst of speed.
The black goes under the wire first
He meets his owner in the Winner's Circle
Where he gets a blanket of flowers
And a shiny silver cup. |
K1I5T0 & Fina | | 2012-10-28 21:03:56 | |
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