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Flying across the Frozen Feild of Freedom

April 21, 2010
By Petra13 GOLD, Naples, Florida
Petra13 GOLD, Naples, Florida
10 articles 11 photos 22 comments

Favorite Quote:
\"No hour of life is wasted that is spent in the saddle.\" -Winston Churchill


Hoofbeats,
their sound resounding,
in the damp morning air.
Ba-dum, ba-dum, ba-dum
Repeating over and over,
with that never changing rythem.
The sound I fall
asleep to at night.
The sound that keeps me
alive during the day.
Harmonious with my heart,
My horse's feet,
clinking along,
on the cold New York grass,
they are my adrenaline.
They give me freedom,
they let me feel and hear
what I cannot see,
releasing me from
my lonely cage of darkness.


The author's comments:
This is a poem about a blind girl experiencing cantering on her horse. She feels enslaved in the darkness of her mind and feels that riding is an escape.

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Petra13 GOLD said...
on May. 15 2010 at 2:33 pm
Petra13 GOLD, Naples, Florida
10 articles 11 photos 22 comments

Favorite Quote:
\"No hour of life is wasted that is spent in the saddle.\" -Winston Churchill

thanks! :)

naturelover said...
on May. 15 2010 at 1:59 pm
naturelover, Kingsport, Tennessee
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Favorite Quote:
&quot;Let my people go.&quot;<br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> --Moses<br /> &quot;If the Good Lord had&#039;ve wanted us to be the same, then He would&#039;ve put braces on all our legs&quot;<br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> --Sally Field as Forrest&#039;s mom on the movie &quot;Forrest Gump&quot;

As I sit here, I wonder:

Why aren't you published?