Tarrant

A poem by Bernadette | 8/4/2008

Feathered hooves
pound on sand
shining white body
gleaming with the sun.

Black head plunging
into tumbling waves
high and curling crash
under trampling hooves.

Mane and tail
flow out behind
like ever sailing
blue seas.

Wild eyes like
raging storms when
they come upon
ocean deep.

Arched muscles under
Thick neck
Tarrant son of Thunderhooves
Gallops ever on.

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Clare Marie | Tue, 08/05/2008 - 1:03pm

This is beautiful, Bernadette.
I love it.

Elizabeth | Tue, 08/05/2008 - 7:27pm

Beautiful! This is very well written!!! Awesome job!

Falling Leaves | Thu, 09/18/2008 - 1:35pm

This is my favorite!!!

Falling Leaves-unschooler, horse lover, and obsesser over writing, reading and proper grammar.