Snow Horse
Published by GHC • Nov 21st, 2009 • Category: by Madelaina, Poetryby Madelaina
The sand’s teasing glares subsided
as the world was swallowed in a mouth of grey…
by Madelaina
The sand’s teasing glares subsided
as the world was swallowed in a mouth of grey…
by Madelaina
My girl talks about her dreams,
of glory and rosettes…
by Madelaina
My horse is my everything -
my breaths, my pains, my life.
by Madelaina | There’s this thought I’ve been dwelling on as I tried other hobbies (most of these attempts I think I failed, but that’s not exactly the point). You see, when you’re doing gymnastics, dancing or even singing, you often do it by yourself and alone…
by Madelaina
Braving the battles in the sky,
she leaned against the glass…
by Madelaina
It evens you in the saddle,
making two into one…
by Madelaina
As cloud comes today
You take me away…
by Madelaina
Passion,
Power…
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I know I can run with you
over all terrains…
by Madelaina | Eyes alert, I waited. My brows shiver with the weight of my furrowed forehead as I invited my senses to survey the horses enveloping me and my Thoroughbred. Doubt was wearisome and inseparable from all thoughts that happened to swim in my mind, staining those once frivolous waters with tides of frowns…