How poetic can you be? Write a short poem about what you see

three bridled horses

gallop in the pounding surf

wild nature delight

Beautiful Robert

Well done, Robert

Beautiful Gil. I enjoy your stories.

Frolicking along the shore the water welcomes each,

Wild and untamed they run along the beach.

So beautiful a sight running wild and free,

Breathe, just breathe, the ocean is the place for me.

© Cynthia Clark

Windblown prairie of red beauts: dust-devils flare,

Outcrops metaphorphose as eroded stone -

Rearing headwaters embroiled in an avalanche:

Igneous rock creates light from an Earthquake -

A posse of phantoms saddled in the porphyr canyon:

Watchfires in the wilderness before the sky bled air,

Hands high to the light that shaped them

Out of darkness possessed them living in a storm,

Moulded from the clay of chasms - rising flames,

Lightning & thunder across the plain.

Thank you Samantha

To Run Free

Freedom to be the one that I am

To run free without a human

No reins to restrain me, as I run with my herd

Wild and free, the way God intended

Wild horses running down the shore

Water splash in the air

The thunder of our hoofs as we move along the sand

No man on my back, free to run at will

Feel the water of the surf as we run

The darkness of the sky not a matter to us

For to be free in the evening air

A horse without care

No constrain, just free to be me!

Guildford H Windley

March 18, 2018

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