Cello Romance Part II
Published by GHC • Jun 6th, 2012 • Category: Poetry
by zikzik, age 15
There’s a little mare on my work bench today,
Her limbs sanded and Dremeled away.
What, you think you’ve heard of her before?
Well, you won’t recognize her anymore!
Yes, it’s true, her legs are still spindly and misshaped,
But oh the rest of her elegance on her was draped.
Oh, if you could just see
Her body so elegant, her eyes filled with glee!
Just by the way that once flat face
Is now a Roman shaped nose and sculpted eyes that hold the utmost of grace!
And oh the hair! So much you see!
Big locks of mane that flow like strips of lace,
And a tail that would put a kite to shame.
Big muscles on her body are sanded and smooth.
Remember her neck, not but tin foil and clay?
Is now full and arched in regal grace.
The poor dear is almost done,
But not a lick of color for her to go on.
You see, she must be finished with her sculpting
Before she can become a dapple grey.
I think she’s happier now though, her tears have run their course.
And some other day is now today.
Maybe when you see her next
She’ll have some color to add some flashy effects.
Awww, this is great! I liked the original poem, and this adds to it wonderfully!
wow amazing poem
Cool poem!!!!! :-)
i love it!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
WOW!!!!! GIVE ME MORE!!!! Thats all I have to say. This poem is so uplifting and you can actually see the little mare’s hope shine through. I loved the last one, but this takes it to a whole new level!
I’ve been working hard on her very last details, she still needs a chin and her tail still needs work and there a lot of sanding to be done, but I think she will be getting some paint soon! :D
your poem is not about a real horse sitting on a work bench is it?
Haha no, it’s about a Breyer model horse on my desk that I am resculpting and painting. :)