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A Blaze of Red

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A blaze of red, of sorrel and tan,
The murmur of hooves on the grass.
The baying of hounds of a special clan,
A gathering of people of class.

The Master invites only those of his choice,
They pay him respect at the start.
The hunt now begins as the hounds give voice,
The fox away, cunning and smart.

The pack off ahead, the hunters behind,
Through rivers and over the dale.
Each has only one thought on their mind -
The fox, with the flowing red tail.

At the hedge he balks, and down I go,
As they disappear over the hill.
A pain in my leg now lets me know,
Today I will miss the kill.

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Don't know a lot about the hunt, but saw this contest and did a little research.  Always fun to learn and to write about something different.
Written February 19th, 2005

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  • ozma
    November 8, 2006
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    Like this one!

  • forgottensoul11
    January 21, 2006
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    ok peom

    this poem is pretty kool but I don't like it that much


  • g r e y i s m
    February 22, 2005
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    well done.
    you and your ever nicely done meter
    I am finding out it is not my thing by taking this meter class LOL.

    a great poem!

    ~Lea


  • Mrs.Snowflake
    February 21, 2005
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    Good one...i like!! Well how are you Paul, doing good lately? i'm doing pretty good, going back to the hospital march something but should only be there one day, but you never know, i may get of this med and they got to do that in the hosp. i think because of side affects! Anyways great write and i hope to talk again soon, will write you when i log on next!

    Good luck in the contest...your poem was great

    "At the hedge he balks, and down I go,
    As they disappear over the hill.
    A pain in my leg now lets me know,
    Today I will miss the kill."

    I love these lines, not sure how to explain it, but i like the impact! The rhyme and structure really ended it well!

    great job!
    God Bless...
    Eli


  • mystiqstranger
    February 21, 2005
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    great write Paul...i think that this ia a very barbaric "sport"...i had to read black beauty for that darn children's lit class and it has a chapter about them watching one and it really kinda brought to light how aweful they are for me...good luck in the contest...God Bless
    tyler


  • SuZyCuE
    February 20, 2005
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    I really liked this Paul. You are very talented as I have said many times. I loved the rhyme and the flow was great Even though you say you dont know that much about The Hunt, you would never know that from your poem. Great Write


  • queenie
    February 20, 2005
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    always thought this was a cruel sport so i can't say that i'm not glad they banned it.should have been banned.i can say this is a great take on it from an imaginary stand.you did your usual great job on structure,style,flow and form.in reading this it would appear as if you were an expert on the subject.


  • pattyann4500
    February 20, 2005
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    This is excellent, as usual, Paul. The hunt has been on the news lately since they have banned it now. Rather a surprise since it's a royal sport. Great job on this. Hugs, Patricia

  • pozo
    February 19, 2005
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    Good poem which I liked a lot, this was so well written and deep, nice to know that you put in research too Great write, this was so passionate- thanks for entering my contest
    All the best,
    Pozo

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