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November 2015 Story & Poem Entries Note: Winning stories and poems will be published in Pony Pals Magazine. All entries must be original, meaning that the member who enters them must have written the text. To be eligible the story or poem must have a horse or pony in it someplace. Stories should be suitable for all ages, including younger members. All entries published in the Magazine will earn 500 Wiggins Bucks, the best stories and poems will earn 3000 Wiggins bucks and trophy for the writer.

Can we enter more than one? Just checking!	GS12174 & Poe
2015-11-16 23:47:30
Yes please enter more than one!	Jane Crandal & JB
2015-11-17 02:12:44
Sky-Blue Haiku By GS12174 Waking up in the Crisp, chill air of November Rising before dawn Shivering in the Raw, frigid autumn morning Grabbing coat and boots Running through the yard Frost shimmering in the light Of a harvest moon Opening the door Of the modest, wooden barn Horses nickering Grooming the jet-black Arabian mare slowly Treasuring the time Tacking up and then With an excited nicker Setting off quickly Cantering through the Darkened, shadowy woodland Enveloped in mist Evergreen needles Tipped in an icy glaze; the Other trees stand bare Breathtaking flight through The woods, leaves crunching under Sturdy, unshod hooves Breathing heavily Snorting out puffs of white steam Come on, almost there Leaving the forest Stepping into the moonlight Of the secret field Stopping in the grass Horse nibbling at clover Spreading blankets out Palest light of dawn Lights the eastern sky; the Stars begin to fade Indigo fades to The pale shade of silver-gray Everyone’s waiting The smallest sliver Of fiery-red color And the sky lights up Sitting on blankets Staring, transfixed on the scene Sunrise with a horse All too soon, it’s gone Majestic colors turn to The morning’s pale blue Cantering through the Vivid, colorful woodland Enveloped in sky Arriving back at The stable, looking up at The sky-blue haiku	GS12174 & Poe
2015-11-18 21:57:32
Amazing Grace By ponylovers5454 "There's Jenna again..." said Avery as Jenna Morton walked into the stable."UHHH!! She's so annoying!!" replied Emma, Avery's BFF. The two of them watched their ponies frolic and buck in the pastures. Emma looked over at Jenna and she was petting Mrs. Jennings' Black Lab, Lucy. Jenna didn't have a pony, so she came for lessons with Mrs. Jennings, which was only an hour. But nobody knew anything about her, they thought she was a mysterious outcast. "Time for your lesson Jenna!" called Mrs. Jennings. But Jenna didn't respond. As she looked up slowly, Avery and Emma noticed that her green eyes were filled with tears. "Wow..." Avery mumbled. "Uhhhh... Let's go on a ride Avery!" said Emma, she didn't want to stick around. The two of the tacked up Popcorn and Tango, their ponies, very quietly. There was nothing to say, so they didn't say anything. They cantered through the fields and walked through the streams. When the girls returned to the barn, Jenna was just tacking up. "She came like... Two hours early for her lesson..." said Avery. "Yeah.." replied Emma. Mrs. Jennings was also tacking up, so Emma and Avery knew that they must be going on a trail ride. "We should go with them!" "Avery.. really? This is her lesson! We can't just... Join!" "Well... I guess you're right..." So the two girls stayed at the barn. Mrs. Jennings and Jenna took off across the fields and through the forests. Then they got to the side of the road. Mrs. Jennings said she would go first, so when the coast was clear she calmly walked her horse across the road," Common!!" said Mrs. Jennings." I'm scared.." replied Jenna. But she nudged her pony on and took a deep breath. But as she took the first step a big truck came breakneck speed down the road, slamming on the breaks and ran into Jenna. She woke up 3 weeks later in a hospital bed with flowers and get better cards by her side. Avery and Emma were sitting there, waiting for her to wake up. When Jenna noticed them, she started to freak out. Avery called the nurse in and she told Jenna to calm down and breathe." Sorry we were so mean to you..." said Emma as an ashamed look crossed her face."Where's the pony? the lesson pony..." screamed Jenna."He's fine, back in his stall already!" replied Avery. A relieved Jenna laid her head back down on the pillow and fell asleep. A month later, Jenna returned to the stables and there was a big surprise party. Everyone laughed and had fun, but Jenna, Emma and Avery snuck out the back door of the house and went to see Copper, which was the pony Jenna was riding when the crash happened. Jenna fed him the horse cookies and gave him a great big hug. Ever since that day, the girls were best friends, they were inseparable. They would ride together every day, and Copper became Jenna's pony. THE END	ponylovers5454 & Athena
2015-11-25 01:54:21
P.S. I kinda left u guys on a cliff hanger... You probably are wondering why Jenna was crying and why she's such a mysterious outcast... I will make a second part to the story in the next contest :D	ponylovers5454 & Athena
2015-11-25 23:53:30
Looking Into God's Eyes By: Emma Puppypaw Looking into a horses eyes, is like looking into gods eyes. I see the passion and the love. I also see the joy and playfulness. Some people say I whisper to horses. They call me the "Horse Whisperer". I hate being called that. I dont "Whisper" to horses. I watch them, and I listen to them. Right now I'm watching Hunter, my Chestnut Connemara Arabian cross. I first found him in Australia. But the next time I went there he was gone. Sold to somebody who I know, but have never made contact with. She is a rider on the national competition team for my city. Well, she was until the accident. We were in a eventing competition and I was riding my mother's horse. Tara was the competitor before me. She went out and everything was fine until the water brush jump. Hunter, is an experienced eventer, but he had never competed in England before. Both horse and rider went tumbling in the water. Hunter was so messed up that nobody could get near him. He was running mad, tangles in the reins and the saddle was hanging under him. I walked to where he was running in circles. "It's okay boy. I'm right here." He stopped dead in his tracks and looked at me. All I could see was a sad horse who was so scared. "Come here." I told him quietly. He came. I rubbed his head and spoke to him as he calmed down. I undid the girth and let the saddle drop to the ground and I undid all the martingale straps. I led him over to the crowd of people and found Tara’s father. “Don’t bring him here! Get him out of my site! I want him gone. I don’t want to see him again.” He shouted at me and stormed off to the paramedics. They were on the phone to the ambulance and I could see that Tara hadn’t woken up. I sighed and took Hunter up to the visitor stables where my instructor was getting another rider ready. “Britt, meet Hunter.” I said and sighed. Now I own Hunter. He is still pretty messed up, but I can ride him. I watch him from the gate and whistle. He lifts his head and trots down to me. I climb the gate and vault on his back. “Good boy.” I say soothingly. I stroke his neck and pat him. I walked him round a bit and do some leg yield in the walk. After a few minutes I get off and look up at his face. “Pretty boy.” I smile and back away from him. I turn and leave to the gate. Before I pass through the trees, I look back and see God looking right back at me.	Emma Puppypaw & Snowbird
2015-11-26 03:34:21
Walk, Trot, Canter, Gallop Cece4me My horse and I We're at the walk The slowest gait We talk and talk My horse and I It's fun to trot The second gait Boring?I think not My horse and I Move on to the canter My favorite gait We have our own banter My horse and I Now at the gallop The fastest gait Just wait till we are developed	Cece4me & Dusk
2015-11-27 03:30:34
"What Is a Pony Pal?" by jeppocat What is a pony pal? A farmer boy or a country gal? Do they like ponies? I suppose they do. Do they care and love them? I must say that's true too. Pony pals can come in all kinds of looks and faces. No matter where you find them, in all times and places. Pony pals those who are seeking friends. (Doesn't matter if you the pal or pony.) What do for them is with love from your heart. You will forever be from now till time ends.	jeppocat & Rinoa
2015-11-28 03:24:35
The Flag Will Fly Chapter One By Simbasimba Boom, Boom,Boom! I heard cannons in the distance. I couldn't see far ahead of me because of the smoke. I wasn't scared though, I knew It was just another battle during the CIvil War. I did see people down my street run into their houses, also a usual during battles. I saw my owner Stephanie run into my barn and get me some hay, "Kyle, I need to give you your hay a little earlier tonight, mother dosen't want me out during the battle, I have one more treat for you though." I could smell my treat already. She put her hand into her pocket and took out my Ding-Song, which is a chocolate dessert. I gobbled it up! She hugged me and whispered in my ear," I hope father's okay, I'm not sure if he's in this battle or not, but we can only hope that he's okay." I leaned into her and blew into her ear, that seemed to make her feel better, she ran into the house. A few hours later, the battle was still going on strong, I've sat through alot of battles, but It has never lasted this long for the sounds to fade, plus it was getting cold outside,and it was starting to smell weird, I wanted to go back inside my barn. Stephanie ran outside to me, "Mothers having a baby, I need to run into town to get a doctor for her, his name is Mr. Walker!" She ran into my barn and got my saddle,bridle, and my new saddle pad, which. 'Skylar and Kyle', I never knew what it ment, but it was sure comfy! She got onto my back, we jumped over my fence and into a field, but something was wrong, I could smell it.	simbasimba & Dove
2015-11-30 02:41:43
This was inspired by my favorite Dean Martin song. Title: Everybody By: Nat2 Everybody finds a partner Everybody finds a friend Everybody finds a soulmate That will stick with them Till the end Everybody knows a someone Everybody has a place Everybody has a respite When they're running In the race. Everybody is a player Everybody has a part Everybody waits for someone Someone who will Steal their heart. My everybody to your someone Your sweet charm to my sad face My cold hand to your warm shoulder The stable is Our special place.	Nat2 & The Price of Valor
2015-11-30 04:48:34