A brave and noble stallion
Perched precariously on a cliff, turning
Sprinting to escape the deepest void,
Pushing forth muscle, muscle, muscle, into its sprint,
Continually proud, endlessly speeding on.
And freedom the cornerstone of our nation,
Adored, cherished, forever our nation live
Unending gratification, delightful, paid with lives
Until the bridge of freedom rot
Or the strings of freedom are cut,
We with the stallion are free.
A contest entry
- Be Inspired ~ Options~ by Jersene.
1500 points, ended October 17, 2008, 22 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Comments
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I'm not certain which option you have chosen, however, seeing you're only twelve this is well written...I see the stallion and its yearning to be free...to run wild...to live as it should live. Keep writing. Thank you for your entry.


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Wow. I could see the stallion and feel the freedom as I read this
Wonderfully penned! Strong with a good sense of imagery
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