A Moment In Time

[Peregrine]

Here is a poem I wrote after spending some time with my horse. I was feeling like this during final's week, here goes, I hope you enjoy it, and please leave reviews.

A Moment In Time

A Moment In Time

Welcome to a hard day in my life.
Filled with mistakes, drama, and strife.
The world is out to kill me.

I am home, finally
And am carrying a bowl of mash,
My intention is to make my visit fast.
He waits for me, out on the grass,
But I can’t stay long,
I’ve got papers to write and tests to pass.

I drop the bowl in a manger in his stall,
But he ignores the dinner call,
And I walk out to get him.

I reach out to touch his nose,
Which feels like velvet
And smells sweeter then a rose.
He curls his neck around my back,
As if to give me comfort in that.

His coat is blood bay,
With a white snip, four white socks, and a white star.
He rises to a height of 16.3 and weights a little over half a ton,
Must be from all that hay.
He's just seven, his life at its start,
This Holsteiner who stole my heart.

And then I feel powerful in his presence,
Forget the school, the work, the pestilence.
I look into those soft brown eyes,
Those eyes which will haunt me till the day I die,
And realize it’s not so bad.

He plucks a piece of alfalfa from my hair,
Chews it contentedly, then puts his nose upon my head,
As if to find another piece there.

As I direct him to his stall,
He eats contently; he’s got time to chill.
And as I trudge back up the hill,
I realize that life’s not bad after all.

[Peregrine]

Here are a couple pictures of my horse and I jumping over small jumps at a lesson. He's semi-green so he's not jumping very high yet.





Don't ask about the color of the shirt. Its the only men's one that fits. lol.

[Yuliya]

OMG I want him. He kind of looks like a jazzied up version of Mr. Darcy...well, the only similarity is that they're both bay with a star.Whatever. I still want him!

[Peregrine]

Thanks. That's what I was thinking when I went to go try him out for sale. I feel incredibly lucky to have him. He's a 7-year-old Holsteiner named Cronos who enjoys eating, knocking blacnkets which were previously hanging up down, eating, harassing my mom's 28-year-old Quarter horse mare, eating, running around like a maniac, eating, flirting with mares, eating, ocassional work, and oh yeah, eating.

Do you have and pics of Mr. Darcy?

[Yuliya]

No, I have a few pics on our dying digital camera, but I don't know how to get them on the computer, and they're really bads pics anyway since the camera was being funky.

He sounds a lot like Slew, the grandson of Seatle Slew that lives at the stable where Mr. Darcy is. My teacher told me a funny story:

Slew and Zoey Girl(One of the mares) were always with each other. One would watch over the other while the other slept and so on...then...they got Fancy, the tiny appaloosa pony, and Slew started running after her! Zoey was heartbroken! (Slew's such a player.)

[moiravitrella]

I really liked that peom. It's simple and beautiful. And usually I hate it when poems don't rhyme every other line! Good job!

[Peregrine]

thx.