“Ride! Ride!” he whispered in her ear
As frozen arms slipped round her waist.
“Ride! Ride!”
As her horse surged beneath her.
“Ride! Ride!” the spirits chanted
As the colours of the world blurred to grey
“Ride! Ride!”
As her horse carried her away.
The thunder of hooves echoed in her soul
The pounding of her heart a mirror
The ecstasy of the ride blinding her eyes
The feeling of nothing surrounding her.
“Ride! Ride!” he whispered in her ear
“Ride! Ride!” the spirits chanted
Moments gone that seemed like hours
Flashing past timeless towers
Beyond all magic’s darkened powers
Away beneath a sun that glowers
The spirits that reveled in the run
The frozen arms of her long gone lover
Onto a plain of moonlight shimmers
A landscape turned to ashes and dust.
“Ride! Ride!” he whispered in her ear
Frozen arms slipped round her waist
“Ride! Ride!” the spirits chanted
As the colours of the world blurred to grey.
“Ride! Ride!”
“Ride! Ride!”
Author notes
I'm using option 7. This poem was inspired by a book I read called The Green Rider by Kristen Britain.
A contest entry
- Let's Get the Ink Flowing!!! by Auburn Sunrise.
1800 points, ended March 16, 2008, 30 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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Awesome!
I'm glad someone chose that option - because nobody ever does!
I love your clever use of repetition and the way you create a solid image and a sense of motion with your words.
I also like the nice little touch of "the colours of the world blurred to grey" - something about that really catches my eye and gets my mind going.
A wonderful entry! Thank you so much!

