Thursday, 10 September 2015

Poem

The best poem I have written over the past few weeks is this one.


When I was younger
I remember
The dust
That had piled up
Over the years

I picked up
The smooth saddle
And placed it
On the saddle rack

The horse cantering 
In the arena
Thundering past

The sweet smell
Of hay stacked
On top of each other

The long fresh grass
Ready to be cut
And the horses grazing
In the near by paddock

I really like this poem. The idea of this poem is from the squash poem. The poem was relatively easy to write and only took about 15 minutes.

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