The War Horse
Published by GHC • Apr 6th, 2009 • Category: Poetryby HorseFeathers, age 16
As the trumpet sounds
He races into the battle grounds.
His hooves slice the tension in the air
one like him cannot compare.
He laugheth at the shaking of a sword
Over all things powerful, he his lord.
For his neck is clothed with thunder
and his hooves trample those asunder.
For when the trumpet sounds you shall hear
as he screams a challenge to those far and near.
Beautiful, beautiful writing! Your talents are amazing, and you’ve done excellently with creating a picture of a brave, majestic war horse. Great job, I’d love to hear more from you soon!
This is amazing! Keep it up!
HorseFeathers this is like Job 39, I think. I love that! Keep it up!
I have been fascinated with the Middle Ages since I first read a book that mentioned battle horses when I was 9,and now I’m a complete fanatic! (Maybe thats another reason like the Friesian so much)
HorseFeathers, you nailed the power and might that courses through the proud horses veins! Great job!
I loved this poem! I hope you keep writing poetry Horsefeathers because I really enjoy your poems.
Mustang23 exactly… i love the description the Bible gives about a horse in battele so i fit a little of it into my poem. THank y’all
~HF
Horsefeather, that makes me feel so….I don’t know…energetic! I feel like I can take on the world! You really have talent for poetry! I love it!