This is a capture of my old trophy drawer and a poem I wrote dedicated to the memory of my first horse, Shiloh. The verse is a rather long read, but those of you who have had a special horse in your life may relate. I have to say the tears were streaming down my cheeks as I wrote this verse. Warning, it may make you cry too. :)


A cold winter day,
Dark stormy clouds,
And a scent of
Snow in the air
Meet me
At the doorway.

When I reach
The tack room,
Excitement stirs
Throughout my body
And my spirit.

I slide open
The special trophy drawer.

My fingers caress
The satin ribbons.
Some are soiled,
Faded and worn.
Others are shiny,
Almost new,
A rainbow of colors,
Collected in a dark drawer.

I go to the stall
And greet my companion
Of fifteen years.

A beautiful dark,
Mahogany coat,
Is gleaming
In the soft

The gray muzzle,
And the age
Of my beautiful friend,
Hidden in the dim light.

She knows
Today is special.
She can sense
My spirit soaring.

We are one
In our excitement.
Something important
Will happen today.

I groom and tack
With serious care.
Today will be
A special day.

Most days are spent now
On quiet hacks
Up mountain trails,
Scented with hemlock,
Quiet, dark and mysterious places
Filled with mountain laurel,
And rhododendron.

But sometimes,
We both remember
Our younger days.

Those were days
In the arena,
Sailing over fences,
Cantering the lines,
Intense concentration,
Pride in victory,
Acceptance of the losses.

“Soft eyes” for me
Are easier now.
Everything is a soft blur
Without my glasses.

My partner’s eyes
Are soft quiet pools
Glimmering in the light.
Age has not taken
All their sparkle.

We enter the arena
Working quietly,
And calmly,
Warming up, longer
And slower,
Until old muscles
Find their memory.

As we canter
Our first circle,
Before the first fence,
She knows now
That this course
Is important.

As in show days,
This will be
Our best effort.
We will ride
With harmony
To victory.

Her ears are up,
Her body strong,
Her canter rhythm,
The course is done
As memories flow
Through both our hearts.

Other days,
Other arenas,
Crowds and competition,
Do not compare
With the ride,

Today is ridden
With all the precision
We can give,
A lovely way
To remember the bond
We have shared
All these years.

One trip is enough now,
Around the course.
Spirits want more,
Bodies say no.

Now it is time
To find solitude
In quiet, dark,
Mountain rides,
Sharing what is left
Of our beautiful years,

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  • lynn carter
    lynn carteralmost 3 years ago

    This is beautiful Angie, l have never had a horse but left me with a tear in my eye xx

  • Thanks so much Lynn for your very thoughtful comment! She was a very special soul in my life. The best part of me in many ways! We learned so much together!

    – AngieDavies

  • Christina Brundage
    Christina Brun...almost 3 years ago

    So beautiful, Angie. I have never had a horse but they are the epitome of grace and beauty and I know it would be impossible not to love them so much. Very touching poem.

  • Thanks for taking the time to read my rather long poem. I am so pleased you enjoyed it. I appreciate the lovely comment!

    – AngieDavies

  • Sally Griffin
    Sally Griffinalmost 3 years ago

    Awww, Angie…beautiful photo and lovely loving poem. So extremely to difficult.

  • Sally, thanks for stopping by and reading my poem (a long read) ! Hugs!

    – AngieDavies

  • maggie326
    maggie326almost 3 years ago

    Beautiful poem Angie wonderful image

  • Thanks so much Maggie and the fave is appreciated!!

    – AngieDavies

  • Ted Byrne
    Ted Byrnealmost 3 years ago

    Palette, form, shape… and masterful use of negative space. Plus… plus… you’ve captured a sense of place and time Angie. Sweeeeet!

  • I loved your thoughtful comment so much! Thanks for stopping by Ted!

    – AngieDavies

  • biddumy
    biddumyalmost 3 years ago
    There is a very special bond between rider and horse beautifully evoked by the ribbons and poem Angie!!!
  • Thanks so very much!! I still feel her spirit lingers with me on many occasions. We were “one” for many years.

    – AngieDavies

  • autumnwind
    autumnwindalmost 3 years ago

    omg Angie, I have rarely been near horses my entire life, but here I sit with tears streaming after reading one of the most beautiful writes ever. I am not just saying that. reaching to my very core, the heart of me, your special bond and dearest memories. You seem to have been meant for each other. Gosh, my headache is coming back…the tears you know, it does that. Extremely emotional, tender…it will linger. Do not think I will ever forget this. A stunning and deeply moving tribute. Hugs, shar XOXOXOXOXOXOXOX

  • I can’t tell you how much your thoughts about this mean to me. I did have a very spiritual bond with this unique horse and when she died several years ago I was not sure I would make it either. Her strength of spirit and wonderful memories of her carried me through emotionally though, just as she had carried me physically for so many years. Thanks for the fave! Hugs! Hope that headache is gone very soon. :)

    – AngieDavies

  • Pamela Phelps
    Pamela Phelpsalmost 3 years ago

    So very touching, very beautiful my friend, outstanding words to touch the heart!

  • Thanks so much Pamela! I appreciate your taking the time to read it. Your visit is appreciated! :)

    – AngieDavies

  • Kate Adams
    Kate Adamsalmost 3 years ago

    Beautifully written Angie, very touching!!, I could feel the bond between horse and rider but most of all the times you shared together and that special love and respect you had for each other…I showed a cocker for many years or should I say he showed me, everytime he went into that ring he played to the crowd with his personality, he couldn’t put a foot wrong and the people loved him, the more they clapped the more he enjoyed it but at the end of the day we would go home and he would take up his place on his favourite chair.

  • Then you understand the wonderful bond of showing with an animal. Those special ones enjoy the competition as much or more than we do and want to show the world what they have. This horse was small for jumping and always went in with a “don’t under estimate me” attitude. Look how easily I can do this. She saved me from my own mistakes on many occasions; I let her take me around the course as she just sensed what needed to be done. Thanks for sharing your dog showing experiences! Another very difficult and expensive sport for sure. :) I find cockers so beautiful!!! Do you have a pic of him on your site?

    – AngieDavies

  • Vitta
    Vittaalmost 3 years ago


  • Thanks for the wonderful comment and fave!!!

    – AngieDavies

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