The Stallion

Jen Whyte
Author: Jen Whyte
Word Count: 87
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The Stallion

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The Stallion belongs to the following groups:

Equine Art and Photography

I spied him, standing on a knoll
His silver sculptured neck and poll
Bent taught like an ancient archers bow,
Cascade of mane like falling snow
His form like carved and shimmering stone
Upon his knoll he stood, alone.
I watched him there as I passed by,
A perfect silhouette against the sky.
I called him, soft. He whickered low.
Would he come? or would he go?
I held my breath …. He crossed the land
And dropped his nose into my waiting hand.

Jen Whyte
1972

  • brummieboy

    brummieboy

    Absolutely beautiful writing Jen ….

  • Irene  Burdell

    Irene Burdell

    A really superb poem Jen.

  • Jen Whyte

    Jen Whyte

    Thank you! Can you tell I love horses …. laughing! they have been my life!

  • Sharon Perrett

    Sharon Perrett

    Beautiful words Jen, your love for them shines through :))

  • brendalee

    brendalee

    nicely put. horses are a beautiful spirit, I love my horses so very much

  • toots

    toots

    Outstanding work!

  • Jon C

    Jon C

    Wonderful!! When I read the poems on here I often wish I could write poetry….Sadly I can’t so I take my hat off to all of you on RB that write so well.

  • PhotogeniquE IPA

    PhotogeniquE IPA

    delightfully put

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