about jumping a horse
over a fence,
something that makes you feel good.
Perhaps it's the risk,
the gamble.
In any event it's a thing I need."
William Faulkner
(1897-1962)
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The year's first show began our quest
To put our gelding to the test.
This apparition on patrol
Took every turn to rock and roll.
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Apologizing we are not
For putting others on the spot.
They came to play, and so did we,
My daughter and her horse and me.
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This thoroughbred of darkest bay
Adores the limelight on display.
A competition draws him out,
Eliminating judges' doubt.
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His secret lies within his chest
With heart that beats above the rest.
A well-placed fence is opportune,
And for his girl, he'll jump the moon.
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The season opener, of course,
He took in stride, this glory horse.
Though twilight beckoned, no retreat,
He leapt to win, the course complete.
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He lost the right lead, but returned
And ripped the runaway unspurned.
His pilot, decked in tailored threads,
Flashed pearly teeth and turned all heads.
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As sunset crept across the clouds,
And battle scars befell the crowds,
We packed our tack to homeward crawl
And hang his ribbons on his stall.
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Published by Linda Ann Nickerson - Featured Contributor in Lifestyle and Sports
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- The year's first show began our quest to put our gelding to the test.
- They came to play, and so did we, my daughter and her horse and me.
- The season opener, of course, he took in stride, this glory horse.





10 Comments
Post a CommentWhat an exciting piece - what an amazing horse and rider!
Lovely piece, Linda.
aww very lovely!
Lovely poem!
You know what I'll be honest, I usually prefer poetry that does not rhyme but that was really really well done, enjoyable to read and the rhyming was effective in giving it a great flow. Awesome job.
Wow! This takes me back a million years to my days of barrel racing with my best friend, Patty. What fun!
My family and I used to love horseback riding until an unfortunate accident occured. Horses are beautiful but they are so strong and if not well trained they can throw us off. I still think they're beautiful to watch.
When you write about horses, your poetry shines even more than usual.
Something about those horses aint there?
Congratulations to Rah and G-man - taking home the BLUE!