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xXx~Death Rides A Pale Horse~xXx

Thanatos and
His pale mount
Met a Child
Whose time
Had not yet come.

Acting as a Child will,
Outstretched hand
Met pale mount's
Muzzle
Warm and gentle.

Death bemused
Tilts head to side
And the Child
Embraces death
But does not die.

Death rests
His Hand
Upon old mount's side
And tries to hide
His wayward smile.

Twisting Death and my love for horses together. . .what do you think ??? x x x

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  • Emo-Goth666
    April 17

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    woooooooooooww
    thaz awsum poem
    m fav bit waz
    'Death bemused
    Tilts head to side
    And the Child
    Embraces death
    But does not die.'

    sum how its lyk thatz how i feel in th last 3 lines of dat paragraph. awsum, keep up daz AWSUM work >.<


  • Maldronah
    April 8
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    A rare thought, beautifully assembled.
    Thank you.


  • my imaginary friend
    April 7

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    Very interesting this is really different from the usual. nicely written


  • Keystone Theater
    April 7

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    It was an interesting combination. It is always good to try things. We've all seen photos of the Grim Reaper upon a horse, sickle in hand. Well your poem is of the peaceful moments for I guess even death must have pensive moments.