Channel Button

There are 36 articles on this title. You are reading the article ranked and rated #5 by Helium's members.

Creative Writing   >

Poetry

Get a Widget for this title

Poetry: Horses

A little bay horse

Was led up on the stand

He waited for the bids

Shying from the auctioneer's hand.

But none ever came

His eyes were so sad

So I couldn't help but shout,

"10 bucks for the lad!"

The bay looked up at me

And I saw a twinkle in his eye

A glimmer amidst darkness

And I couldn't deny

That I felt there was much greatness to come

From this humble bay colt

Who had appeared so glum.

So I took him home with me

And after a year of pasture, training, and love

I was positive this little horse was sent from those above.

He jumped every fence

And ran every race

All the while

A determined look on his face.

Sometimes he lost, and sometimes he won

But he always went home happy

Satisfied with what he'd done

A slight smile on his face

As if to say,

"No one can ever stop me. I'll try my best in every way."

Learn more about this author, Olivia Gilbert.
Contact this writer Click here to send this author comments or questions.


Below are the top articles rated and ranked by Helium members on:

Poetry: Horses

  • 1 of 36

    by Lisa Beach

    WILD HORSES

    [for Terry]

    The wild horses

    toss sweat-slickened manes

    as their hooves splash -

    through shallow

    read more

  • 2 of 36

    by Terry Aycock Ensign

    Seabiscuit
    His name was Seabiscuit, a phenomenal horse;
    a driving, obscure and accelerating force.
    He captured the hearts of

    read more

  • 3 of 36

    by Kelly Danick

    THE MUSTANG STALLION

    The stallion crept upon the ground,
    His silent hooves made not a sound.
    His glinting mane shone like silk,
    His

    read more

  • 4 of 36

    by Maureen Bordelon

    The Daydream

    My little ol' pony with mane so long,
    Spinning and sliding, nary a hoof placed wrong.

    Cowboys and cowgirls dressed

    read more

  • 5 of 36

    by Olivia Gilbert

    A little bay horse

    Was led up on the stand

    He waited for the bids

    Shying from the auctioneer's hand.

    But none ever came

    read more

View All Articles on:
Poetry: Horses

Add your voice

Know something about Poetry: Horses?
We want to hear your view. Write_penWrite now!

136151

Featured Partner

MENTOR - National Mentoring Partnership

MENTOR has partnered with Helium, giving you the chance to write for a cause. Browse MENTOR's featured titles, p...more

What is Helium? | Buy Web Content | Contact Us | Privacy | User agreement | DMCA | User Tools | Help | Community | Helium’s Official Blog | Link to Helium

Helium, Inc.
200 Brickstone Square Andover, MA 01810 USA