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[sid] => 9795
[catid] => 1
[aid] => Mick
[title] => Midnight Ride
[time] => 2003-01-05 09:00:00
[hometext] => Kinda long, but a true story none the less. It prolly could have been put under a few topics, but I figured the "poetry that tells a story" topic was most fitting.
[bodytext] => Driving home in the dark, late after work
Thoughts whirling dizzily through my head Replaying the hectic pace of the job And the words which were mistakenly said I park my car in the driveway Glance longingly towards the barn Into the house I go to change my clothes Knowing he's in his stall, safe and warm I pace back and forth in the kitchen Like an animal trapped in a cage Replaying in my head, the scene at work Misery battles with rage I throw on a coat and go out in the cold Unaware of the beauty of my surrounding He hears me coming through the silence of the snow And a wicker he starts sounding Stepping into his world, I'm infused with warmth He bobs his great head in a greeting Calm settles over me, my heart beat slows Ugly thoughts are now but fleeting Horse lips touch my cheek, warm and fuzzy I chuckle at his equine caress He brings me up from my bottomless pit By doing what a friend does best He accepts the bridle, but won't take the saddle Being kind of stubborn tonight I brush him down and pat his shoulder And softly whisper "That's all right" It's out of the barn and into the night Small woman leads giant horse I stand on a log, then mount him bareback Once I'm up, I'm stunned with great force Without misery or rage chewing me apart My vision is clear, I can see The beauty of this night is astounding I've come back to reality The silence of the night surrounds us Moonlight dancing on new fallen snow Black, white and variegated shades of gray Two stars in this silent picture show With a squeeze of my legs, he steps out On his back, I'm eight feet tall As we walk away from my worries My problems become quite small We take the path often traveled How different it looks in the night White moon glow woven with stark black tree tops Gray shadows don't inspire fright Air cold enough to burn your nose But it's crisp, clean and sweet I'm shedding worries like a heavy coat And rocking to the rhythm of his feet Vapor plumes from his muzzle like dragons breath Tiny ice balls form on his face It's a frozen Hell we are visiting But we both want to be in this place Far up ahead in the distance A mournful cry is heard A lone coyote throws his head to the sky And speaks his lupine word The closer we get, the more he howls He's angry at this intrusion My earlier belief that we were alone in this world Was nothing but an illusion Turning around, we retrace our steps Back to the barn's welcoming heat A winters evening midnight ride Has been a welcomed treat Safely tucked in his stall and munching hay He occasionally bumps me with his head While I brush him down and speak to him softly I realize that for tonight, rage and misery are dead. [comments] => 4 [counter] => 196 [topic] => 31 [informant] => Tanna [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 10 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => StoryPoetry )
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