Ivy Schex

Ivy Schex Poems

The prairie blows the grasses
And whips the horse’s mane.
They travel, horse and rider,
Through the sea of amber grain

Dear Grandma, I remember
When you were there for me
Dear Grandma, I remember
Your smile was a joy to see

There is a dream
Of rushing wind
And riding o’er
The growing green

To everything there is a season
A time for every purpose under Heaven

A time to be born

I was riding my horse one day
When he suddenly stopped in the Way
Along came a car
My horse went far

A love shared, a life shared
Words spoken heart to heart

A true love kiss

Pounding hooves, flying manes
Thundering feet, over music strains
A rushing wind, a darkening sky
Horse rush, sending dust rising high

I feel the wind
I hear the birds
I ride my horse
As I sing words

The sunset
Vibrant, bright
Full of colors
Just before night

Is this real, or is this fantasy?
The wind rushing forcefully
Through my long dark hair
The feel of the cool air

I asked my Lord
Who are you?
He said in a loud voice
I Am that I Am


Silent it mutters
Voiceless it utters
Lonely it cries
Wingless it flies

A sun so bright
A sky so cloudless and clear
Moon and stars
All speak of a creator to fear

Their manes are a wintry white
Frosted with the glittering snow
There backs are dappled light
And shimmer with a frozen glow

A flower opens
Its petals spread

Head up, neck outstretched
Reaching for the winking star
The horse glides over the snow
And the call is echoed over far

Oh, the glory of the charge!
Man and horse to battle
Never an army too large
To stand in their way

I am very still
But not the world around me

This land quivers,

In the shadows of the evening
Against the cloud-streaked sky
The geese glide above the trees.
Between the darkening hills,

He leaps and bounds
Like none other
Full of splendor and grace
No other will achieve

Ivy Schex Biography

Who am I? I am Spiderman. Well, actually I'm not. But I love to quote lines from movies. Born in the city, I am now living in the country. I love it here. I have five horses and I train them myself. I have six brothers, all younger than I am. I love to write, read, paint, draw, and make jewelry. That is, when I am not riding horses or getting thrown off of them, which happens fairly regularly. Ivy)

The Best Poem Of Ivy Schex

Horse And Rider

The prairie blows the grasses
And whips the horse’s mane.
They travel, horse and rider,
Through the sea of amber grain

Hills roll by, and clouds pass
But steady are the horse’s hooves
Upon the wind blown grass
As they travel, horse and rider

There is no trail that they follow
No path that can be seen
There they travel, horse and rider
Upon the endless blowing green

Ivy Schex Comments

Wally 14 June 2019

To Everything There Is A Season - Poem by Ivy Schex - this is a passage from the bible that was actually read at my wedding 35 years ago. I don't get how Ivy Schex gets credit here.

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Subhangi Dey 20 June 2018

Like this

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Angel Bailey 21 April 2006

I love this poem, I'm a big fan of horses and this is exactly what i feel when i ride my horse in any season i can.I am a female, so thats why i love this poem so much.Its a great poem, not even i could think of that and i love to write poems about things, i go to school *middle school* and we have to resite a poem, and i've learned this one so i believe i'm going to recite this one.Well i wonder how you ever made up this poem, but I'm very glad and happy that you did.

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