Okay This is a poem I wrote for english class a few weeks ago. If you don't know horses the "three blue devils" refer to three barrels I race around with my horse. I hope you all like this!
Connections
Walking through the isle's As I brushed her We walked slowly outside into the blazing sun The bell sounded like thunder
I brought out my graceful mare
With a coat as dark as chocolate
I tied her in the crossties
And the flies buzzed around us
Like tiny floating satellites
The pure silk coat returned
And a loud whiney echoed through the barn
I threw a battered blanket
And a sweaty saddle upon her back
Also a tattered bridle on her head
People and horses passed mocking us
And wishing a great victory
I got on her back as we stood in front of the gate
We could only see the blue demons of three
Laughing at us-
Wanting us to fail
Our hearts soared over the living ground
Defeating the devils three
And we became one
