Tuesday, September 28, 2010

The One and Only

You are about to read the one and only poem I have ever written and most likely ever will write. Poetry is not my forte. This was a school assignment, which means I didn't sit down and write it all at once. This poem took me a few days to edit, rearrange, etc. So, enjoy!

A sign of freedom and pure strength,
A sign of intelligence in a lasting length.
Its power and beauty is unrestrained,
With its flowing tail and flowing mane.
The horse, in all its majesty,
The horse is a symbol of liberty.

The horse displays what human’s desire,
Speed and stability and a spirit like fire.
Its ears take in every small sound;
Swiveling and turning round and round.
The horse, standing wild and free,
The horse is a symbol of liberty.

His soft, dark eyes are loving and kind,
Seeing things to which we are so blind.
My little horse, so very wise,
Seems to sprout wings and take to the skies.
He takes me through clouds and unseen beauty,
My horse is a symbol of liberty.

My horse’s feet are as swift as thunder.
When the world seems to fall asunder,
He carries me away from all my fears
And his mane is there to wipe away my tears.
My horse is as constant as the sea,
My horse is a symbol of liberty.