Out In The Open
By Ponygirl08
A flash of bay,
That i see every day.
He won't come out,
Shies when i shout.
Never out in the open,
Just hiding in the aspen.
I just see flashes,
As he dashes.
My dream horse,
We would do a cross country course.
It's not just a dream,
We're a team.
Connected in heart and spirit,
We just can't hear it.
Because he's never out in the open,
But our friendship has spoken. | ponygirl08 & Shooting Star |
2018-11-10 02:42:11 | |
What is a horse?
By Dixiedoll9
What is a horse?
An elegant creature who's coat is never coarse?
No! A horse is much much more.
A horse is a magical being whos spirit is wild and free.
In danger this creature never flees
Always strong and grave
To it's master never a slave
A horse is a being that is both beautiful and brave. | user no longer exists & --- |
2018-11-10 23:20:38 | |
Why we ride
By Bella grace ponies
We Ride to feel, we ride to touch. we ride to soar, we ride to prove them wrong. we ride to love and to be loved back. we ride because we can.
| bella grace ponies & Prince |
2018-11-20 18:36:24 | |
quill? ***admin note - we award quills when we see your entry -- every one of the posts is read by a real human being before it appears in the forum. admin**** | user no longer exists & --- |
2018-11-21 20:32:35 | |
horses are cool and i want a quill so i can finish the scavenger hunt. | user no longer exists & --- |
2018-11-21 20:32:35 | |
Like the song of a bird
I don't worry if I come third
I just close my eyes and wish
Like the patterns of rainbow fish
And there I see you
My dream has come true
We are free, riding free
Just see
You and me
I look into your eyes
I wish that i could fly
And i know
When you show
Me your wonder
I see out to the thunder
My horse
My dream
| Wind drummer & Renaria |
2018-11-21 20:35:01 | |
Running hooves
My hooves are ringing on the hard cold ground.
My breath is frosting as I run around. I rear majesticly surrounded by the wild land.
I am a wild horse and here I stand. I am the King and I stay un-ridden, for I am the greatest horse of them all, and they here my call:
Let the sound of pounding hooves sing out again.
| Wilber & Dark sunshine |
2018-11-24 01:44:36 | |
I Watch Them
By Ponygirl08
I watch them run,
I watch them shimmer in the sun.
I watch them play,
I watch them do it their way.
I watch them jump,
I watch them move in a multicolored lump.
I watch them do everything.
I watch them their tails swing.
I watch them. | ponygirl08 & Shooting Star |
2018-11-24 01:44:36 | |
Ok, I made a few changes to Running hooves so if my poem is one of the ones to be in the magazine, please put this one in:
Running hooves
My hooves are ringing on the hard cold ground.
My breath is frosting as I run around. I rear majestically surrounded by the wild land.
I am a wild horse and here I stand. I am the King and I remain un-ridden, for I am the greatest horse of them all, and they hear my call:
Let the sound of pounding hooves sing out again.
| Wilber & Dark sunshine |
2018-11-26 23:14:26 | |