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A White Horse Of The Most Magical Kind
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She rode a white horse, rode it for sanity; galloped and cantered with rhythmic consistency, walked for a while along glistening streams and trotted through dark woods with the darkest of dreams.
Bridled with a need to express she rode east and rode west, never stopping or ceasing her quest, until she reached the most beautiful shore, of a beach of white sand with a moon in the sky that reached with its moonlight into her heart, that had cried.
She dismounted the horse and danced on the sands with stars in her eyes; pure love in her hands. She looked at her horse praised it and said 'a horse such as you is a magical find a horse that's named poetry is the most wonderful kind.'
David Taylor
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Comments about this poem (A White Horse Of The Most Magical Kind
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Duncan Wyllie (2/18/2008 3:00:00 AM)
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Stunning scenes David, and the ending was a real surprise, I think you'd be good at writing
stories as well
Love duncan X
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Thad Wilk (2/17/2008 6:37:00 PM)
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Hi David! ! I love it! Brilliant poem, thought provoking a real pleasure to read! ! *10*! !
Friend Thad
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Ernestine Northover (2/17/2008 3:57:00 PM)
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Rhythmic writing and a lovely fantasy type poem. A very enjoyable read and I loved the imagery.
Love and hugs Ernestine XXX
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Malini Kadir (2/17/2008 11:23:00 AM)
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I found as if.......I could identify myself with this write of yours.....
Yes...so true....We who live real life with restrain and decorum do have a wild streak...that finds an outlet in poetry........
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