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Horse CampHorse Camp
By Aayrick

Dan reflected as he rested in his modified stall about everything that had happened since he came to camp his first time. He was thinking about the campers that would be arriving in the morning and reflecting on how his life had changed. Dan had never thought he'd be a councilor at one of the most exclusive equestrian camps around, but here he was, an instructor and councilor, there to help the campers adjust to life at camp and the changes they'd go though. He stretched and readied himself for bed, smiling as he settled his large frame into the specially reinforced bed that had been made for him. He pulled the coHorse Camp7 years ago in Science Fiction

Of The War Horse

"Separated by war. Tested by battle. Bound by friendship."

The above is the tagline for a story by Michael Morpurgo titled "War Horse".

The story is told through the eyes of Joey, a horse owned by the son of an English farmer who, at the beginning of WWI, was sold to the army to be a cavalry horse. The story follows Joey's harrowing and heart touching journey through the war and the people he meets along the way, both kind and cruel, both human and fellow horse.

From his kind farm boy, Albert, to the courageous Captain James Nicholls, to sure footed Topthorn, to sweet Emilie and beyond, Joey's encounters reveal the nature of people and aniOf The War Horse1 year ago in Academic Essays

Sabrina the teenage horseSabrina, the teenage horse
By the shadow demon
(Woman-horse)

This is base on the characters of the TV series and cartoon: Sabrina the teenage witch, for this I hold no copyright.

Sabrina loved one thing, school holidays! She always wanted to something different, last holiday had her entire school holiday on the moon.
For this school Holiday she wanted to do something different, looking through her magazine Sabrina stumble upon a picture of horse running around free in a endless green field.
“That’s will be perfect” Sabrina snickers to her self, “The whole holiday as free as a bird I’m so there!” waving her Sabrina the teenage horse6 years ago in Fantasy

Chrissie, Horse DateChrissie walked up slowly; sedately. She hid her eagerness, though mostly from necessity. Running didn't suit long black dresses, or high heeled shoes; it wouldn't match the dignity expected of a woman with ruby red earrings, made to complement her hair; most of all, it wouldn't make the best impression on that night's date.

Moving to the front desk with a definite swerve, she smiled at the clerk. "Evening."

"Good evening, Ma'am." He smiles, a bit more friendly than really suits a waiter; but it paid to be on the help's good side. She smiled back. "You look ravishing tonight, if I may say so."

"Thank you," Chrissie responded, keeping her vChrissie, Horse Date2 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes

Horse and RiderThe speed, the energy, the power inside,
In this position I feel so alive.
Feeling like I am on top of the world
Its up here the place that I adore.
Two beings united into one.
Fitting so perfectly out under the sun
Riding away through the hills
Doing nothing but following our own will
Searching for answers we'll never find
But being together we'll be just fine
We put our trust in each other
She is my most trusted partner
Though she knows no words to speak
I can still go to her and seek
The answers within her brown eyes
For I know she'll never lie
Because their is no bond stronger
Than the one between horse and rider.Horse and Rider8 years ago in Free Verse

If Wishes Were Horses

Candice handed over the cash for the cotton candy and started munching on it.

Her friend, Tamara, gave her an undisguised look of disgust as they strolled through the carnival grounds.

"What?" Candice asked, her voice partially muffled with a mouthful of cotton candy.

"I thought you were trying to lose weight." Tamara told her.

"Look at me. I've lived off carrot sticks for years and I still look like a beached whale. So forget dieting. If I am going to be fat, I might as well enjoy it."

Tamara emitted a disgusted sigh.

"What?" Candice prodded. "Like you're a poster child for perseverance. You're not gIf Wishes Were Horses2 years ago in Short Stories

The Eyes of a Horse- SlaughterDo you REMEMBER that day? The day when you walked into my field for the last time? I came right up to you, EAGER for a treat and a quick pat on the neck, and was rewarded when you snapped my halter on and led me to the gate. I was CONFUSED; you had never had this look before, and I had never felt this EMOTION coming from you. What had happened?

I remember I had tossed my head as I saw a large truck pulled up beside my home. I had looked at you, WONDERING if we were going somewhere… perhaps another show? I used to jump for you all the time, but we hadn’t worked out for a long time, more than one cold season. I saw you shake hands wThe Eyes of a Horse- Slaughter6 years ago in Horror

Painted Horse

the acrylic colour
of a wild beast
that runs and rises
before the sun

a wild animal
that man
will never understand
never take for claim

made of pure energy
braided into flesh
freedom left standing
staring before you

a beautiful creature
made in likeness of
nature's splendour
a beauty immeasurable

the muscles ripple
leaving nothing
but death and dust
as splinters break free

with fur of copper
a heart of fire
eyes of lightning
and limbs of liquid steel

roaming the west
unworldly and precious
majestic and untamed
the painted horse runs freePainted Horse9 months ago in Free Verse

A horse of a storyA horse of a story
By the shadow demon
(Woman into horse)

The character “April” is base on the original TV series “Teenage mutant ninja turtles” for this I hold no copyrights and will remove by request of the rightful owner. Until then enjoy.

April O’Neil Watch from a far as she follows a man that she expected to be illegally genetic mutating unwilling human subjects.
Follow him to an old warehouse, April hid behind the corner, turning to her handheld camera She stood there for a split second knowing that if this is the man that she is looking for, she just got the biggest story ever.
With a deep breath, April mA horse of a story5 years ago in Science Fiction

He's that gorgeous, wild animal,
That sets the sun ablaze.
He's that fast and furious triumph,
Of those long, hardening days.
He's that heart-thumping power,
That's almost too much to bear,
He's that thunder of the land,
That you wish he could share.

He's that gentle, kind brother,
That's waiting at the gate.
He's that understanding soul,
That's tied to your fate.
He's that soft place to land,
When no one else can catch,
He's that one shining stone,
To which there is no match.

He's that fire in your eyes,
That breeze upon your hair.
He's that whisper of the rain,
As it catches you unaware.
He's that fierce and steady mouYour Horse6 years ago in Free Verse

Horses, Horses

Through the window in my mind
as I watch from behind my closing eyes
with the joys of happiness dripping through my veins
I see charging violently,
peacefully
horses.
With their eyes full on fire.
I see horses.
Brilliant bright lights blinding.
Horses, horses blinding me softly.
With beauty
emitting from their shining bodies
and rhythm sounding powerfully
from large elegant hooves.
Horses, horses.
Bright, shining light
from their glowing silver bodies.
Power, shining
from brilliant black outlines.
Freedom ebbing from pulsing veins
reverting back toward my gaze
feelings of wonder.
Glistening, glowing
bright and shining,
Horses, Horses8 years ago in Free Verse

Just A HorseFrom time to time people tell me,
"Lighten up, it's 'just a horse'."
Or, "That's a lot of money for 'just a horse'."

They don't understand the distance traveled,
The time spent,
Or the costs involved for 'just a horse'.

Some of my proudest moments have come about with 'just a horse'.
Many hours have passed and my only company was 'just a horse',
But I did not once feel slighted.
Some of my saddest moments have been brought about by 'just a horse'.
And in those days of darkness,
The gentle touch of 'just a horse'
Gave me comfort and reason to overcome the day.

If you think it's 'just a horse'.
Then you will probably understandJust A Horse3 years ago in Free Verse

The Honesty of a Corpse

My mom had tried to dissuade me from coming. "Oh honey, it smells and it's all just so grody... she's all maggots and the buzzards have gotten to her..."

"I'm sure I can handle it," I told her. "I just want to see her one last time. I'll be fine."

It took me about a week after I had heard the news to find a ride home. It was the summer before my final semester of college, and I could barely afford groceries, let alone a bus ticket across the state. I didn't go home very often, so until my mom sent out the e-mail letting everyone know the beloved family pony had passed, I had only been returning for holidays. But when I did visit, I would alThe Honesty of a Corpse2 years ago in Stories & Vignettes

Spirit - wild horseShe ran free across the earth
Her own mistress
Controlled by no-one
The wilderness shone in her eyes
And ran through her veins
As she flicked her chestnut mane
And leapt into the air

Then they captured her
Put a saddle on her back
And reins around her neck
But she fought against them
With all her might
Throwing every rider off
With a flick of her mane
And a great leap

In the dark of the night
She fled
Vanished like a spring dream
I knew they could not tame her
Spirit that could not be brokenSpirit - wild horse10 years ago in Free Verse

Jabberwock3 years ago in Visual & Found Poetry

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