Nick krakana

A Horse Named Joe - Poem by Nick krakana

He was beautiful stallion named Joe
And over time we became friends you know

Brought north were the black fly reins
Away from his familiar range
His line was of solid stock
Of those who rocked the time clock

A wilder spirit you'll never know
Than this stallion named Joe
At first glance he scared me so
With his eyes flaming fire

This glow of fire
Was just a front you see
Cause deep down inside
Joe -he was a softy

My son and i became friends leisurely
Dinning on carrots and apples with he
Having a presence of majesty
Caution and good sense flowed from his eyes

A horse is like a tonic i see
With gentle heart they speak to me
The creator of all did place in this stall
A horse unbeknownst to he

Did help us along our journey

Topic(s) of this poem: horses

Poet's Notes about The Poem

My son had a horse and we boarded him on a farm near Iroquois Falls ontario Joe was brought in from southern Ontario he was magnificent looking horse slow to make friends - we had our two horses out in pasture when they unloaded Joe all that night he ran up and down the fencing he was soaked with a nervous anxious sweat, we returned the next morning to see Joe still running the fence line in time I had him on the launch line. Then a saddle walk, then one day a trail walk he was so fast.

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, January 19, 2014

Poem Edited: Tuesday, November 14, 2017

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