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Midnight Ride
Contributed by
Tanna
on
Sunday, 5th January 2003 @ 09:00:00 AM in AEST
Topic:
StoryPoetry
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Driving home in the dark, late after work
Thoughts whirling dizzily through my head
Replaying the hectic pace of the job
And the words which were mistakenly said
I park my car in the driveway
Glance longingly towards the barn
Into the house I go to change my clothes
Knowing he's in his stall, safe and warm
I pace back and forth in the kitchen
Like an animal trapped in a cage
Replaying in my head, the scene at work
Misery battles with rage
I throw on a coat and go out in the cold
Unaware of the beauty of my surrounding
He hears me coming through the silence of the snow
And a wicker he starts sounding
Stepping into his world, I'm infused with warmth
He bobs his great head in a greeting
Calm settles over me, my heart beat slows
Ugly thoughts are now but fleeting
Horse lips touch my cheek, warm and fuzzy
I chuckle at his equine caress
He brings me up from my bottomless pit
By doing what a friend does best
He accepts the bridle, but won't take the saddle
Being kind of stubborn tonight
I brush him down and pat his shoulder
And softly whisper "That's all right"
It's out of the barn and into the night
Small woman leads giant horse
I stand on a log, then mount him bareback
Once I'm up, I'm stunned with great force
Without misery or rage chewing me apart
My vision is clear, I can see
The beauty of this night is astounding
I've come back to reality
The silence of the night surrounds us
Moonlight dancing on new fallen snow
Black, white and variegated shades of gray
Two stars in this silent picture show
With a squeeze of my legs, he steps out
On his back, I'm eight feet tall
As we walk away from my worries
My problems become quite small
We take the path often traveled
How different it looks in the night
White moon glow woven with stark black tree tops
Gray shadows don't inspire fright
Air cold enough to burn your nose
But it's crisp, clean and sweet
I'm shedding worries like a heavy coat
And rocking to the rhythm of his feet
Vapor plumes from his muzzle like dragons breath
Tiny ice balls form on his face
It's a frozen Hell we are visiting
But we both want to be in this place
Far up ahead in the distance
A mournful cry is heard
A lone coyote throws his head to the sky
And speaks his lupine word
The closer we get, the more he howls
He's angry at this intrusion
My earlier belief that we were alone in this world
Was nothing but an illusion
Turning around, we retrace our steps
Back to the barn's welcoming heat
A winters evening midnight ride
Has been a welcomed treat
Safely tucked in his stall and munching hay
He occasionally bumps me with his head
While I brush him down and speak to him softly
I realize that for tonight, rage and misery are dead.
Copyright ©
Tanna
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2003-01-05 09:00:00]
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Re: Midnight Ride
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by wyrd_faerie on
Sunday, 5th January 2003 @ 03:40:10 PM AEST
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| this is such a good poem! i didnt realise u were talking about a horse at first but it's so good...the rhyme doesn't sound forced at all... |
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Re: Midnight Ride
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by DreamWeaver on
Sunday, 5th January 2003 @ 07:11:24 PM AEST
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| Excellent write. Although I'm not much into horses, this poem truly shows the friendship and peace you obviously get from yours. I'm really enjoying your poetry .... Jan |
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Re: Midnight Ride
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by SmokinJoeEvil on
Thursday, 9th January 2003 @ 12:44:13 PM AEST
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| You have strong final lines, and rhyme like a master wordsmith. Another great poem. |
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Re: Midnight Ride
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by riverofwords on
Wednesday, 19th February 2003 @ 10:32:04 AM AEST
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another great write
i imagined iwas there
strong imagery
and clever disguising the horse
peace be yuor journey
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