Hoves striking the ground with emense force
Manes flailing in the wind
Spirits running wild
Crouded together the herd beging their journey
The path that for now is unknown
All that matters it that they are free
Free to roam where they please
Free to be what they please
And that can be put into one word
Wild
Author notes
Lacuna Coil
Oh and um well I just sort of looked at a pic of horses and wrote what i though. Just a heads up.......
A contest entry
- Winner Takes All: 1000 POINTS!!! by Jasmine Rayne.
1000 points, ended September 13, 2008, 6 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Is that ok???
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I think you mean hooves not hoves. But I could be wrong.
Beginning or begin, not beging.
This is a lovely poem. So don't leave.
Jenny -
A very pretty poem.
"All that matters it that they are free
Free to roam where they please
Free to be what they please
And that can be put into one word
Wild"
I think that's the best part ^_^ I knew exactly what your topic was without even looking. Beautiful. Thanks for entering.
-Lily♥ -
awesome! when I heard this I thought of wolves loike running free from mean pppl who once held them capitve in... oh shiney!
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lol but its about horses josie!!!!!
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I just wanted to remind you of your unwritten poem. In my last contest, someone forgot to write theirs and the contest was judged without their entry. D: It is the 7th now. You have eleven days left.
Peace
-Lily♥ -
This is your topic:
Wild horses
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