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Hoar Frost And Wild Ponies.

Contributed by cashfan1 on Friday, 4th February 2011 @ 03:16:40 AM in AEST
Topic: NaturePoetry



Hoar frost and wild ponies conspire
To drain the moor of all resistance.
Flared nostrils and steaming rumps
They gather at the fields edge
And graze the blistered grass.
Through all the silent valley there comes
A pop pop popping sound,
A sound like a gunshot rebounding off the hills.
A piece of the lakes ice puzzle breaks away,
The fractured opening inviting the day to enter
The dark deep water
And the wide yellow stetson of the sun
Takes flight on a hundred slivers of broken ice.
Ears raised, hind hoofs tilted, the ponies murmur,
Their breath etched silver on the advancing day.
Hoar frost loosens its grip, slowly, slightly,
The landscape sighs and the ponies shift
And one by one they edge away into the distant sun.
A snorting, steaming procession,
They follow their shadows, wizened and wearied
By the hoar frost.







Copyright © cashfan1 ... [ 2011-02-04 03:16:40]
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Re: Hoar Frost And Wild Ponies. (User Rating: 1 )
by ming on Friday, 4th February 2011 @ 08:54:11 AM AEST
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You paint the most vivid of nature's beauty. Ahhh...
'They follow their shadows, wizened and wearied
By the hoar frost.'

ming



Re: Hoar Frost And Wild Ponies. (User Rating: 1 )
by spud on Thursday, 17th February 2011 @ 06:18:24 AM AEST
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Hi Dennis,

There are few (if any) on this site who can reach
the descriptive heights that you so nonchalantly
achieve when observing the wonders of Nature.
This is one such beautiful piece that arouses all
the senses.

Tommy


Re: Hoar Frost And Wild Ponies. (User Rating: 1 )
by unknown_utopia on Thursday, 28th April 2011 @ 12:03:25 PM AEST
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I could see it all in my minds eye while I was reading it......nice.




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