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When horse power meant what it said

Caught in the gridlock nose to tail across all lanes
Smog nearly chocking me as the car horns go insane
Patiently waiting to get their old jobs backs
Carrying the human race proudly on their backs

How easily forgotten,
How easily we're led
How hard the path is trodden
From when horsepower meant what it said

I've got a hundred horses hidden in between my wheels
But i can't put my foot down and jumped the fences in the field
Patiently waiting to get their old jobs back

How easily forgotten,
How easily we're led
How hard the path is trodden
From when horsepower meant what it said

And if we're keeping up with progress why am i standing still
Maybe we should take a walk and talk to the horses on the hill

How easily forgotten,
How easily we're led
How hard the path is trodden
From when horsepower meant what it said

How hard the path is trodden
From when horsepower meant what it said

Now this is my second contest and I absolutely loved the 1st one I did! What I want is use this song as inspiration and use the idea of how horse's are no longer used or needed, how modern transport has crushed them!

No rules, any style, and stanza, I think poetry should be in your own form so give me anything! I will judge fairly!

Good luck and thank you!

Contest is Over

  • Contest was judged on July 21, 2007
  • Rewards: Gold: 300, Silver: 50, Bronze: 25, Honorable mention: 1 people
  • Final notes:
    Thank you all for the wonderful poetry that you wrote for me! It was a pleasure to read! I havent had time to comment all of them and I do apologise but don't think I don't appreciate them! Well Done and Thank you! xx much love xx

Contest Winners

  1. Figurant half-hidden fades below / the plodding hoofs of half forgotten years, / from chariot to dray spanned, disappears. / Hansom, carria
    by Jonathan ROBIN 13 lines, 4 comments, on Jul 18 10:32 AM 2007. In Society, Time, Life
    Gold trophy winner
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  2. Horses once were the difference in battle / pulling chariots competing in Roman races. / The living for the man who made the saddle / pione
    by Roaddog Wolf 34 lines, 7 comments, on Jul 18 10:18 AM 2007. In Nature, Other, Personal, Thoughts, Life
    Silver trophy winner
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  3. There hooves go / Happly it nays / That were the good old days / When horses were used / There body all shimmers / There pretty big eye / B
    by Ametrine 23 lines, 2 comments, on Jul 18 5:46 AM 2007. In Horses
    Bronze trophy winner
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  4. it saddens me, / as summer lingers / longer than a ancient eye / when greed is merely / lust to finger, / future fathomed reasoned strife
    by wolfspiritguide 35 lines, on Jul 18 10:29 AM 2007
    Honorable mention
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  • Gone
    July 18, 2007
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    Lots of people still have horses... they are just treated well now!

    they are a privilege, not a requirement... and just have to do less work than hundreds of years ago...

    they're not ridden into battle to be killed any more, not forced to tow carts down mines, pull big heavy carriages which warp the bones in their back.... I could keep going!


  • LadyOfFate
    July 18, 2007
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    I wish we still had horse driven stuff like carriages. Cars are tons more noiser and stinkier.


  • lucy sky-diamond
    July 18, 2007
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    a lovely poem introducing the contest, bravo!