Open Poetry #15 |
Ride Ride Ride |
MoonShadow Senior Member
since 2001-08-02
Posts 943Dark side of the Moon. |
"Ride Ride Ride" With his coloured banners flowing, and his silver armor glowing; while his gallantry is showing, let him ride. To a bugle call he's hearing, to a battle that he's nearing, with a heart that's never fearing, let him ride. Ride Ride Ride He's follwing his dream; Ride Ride Ride ellusive though it seems. Though his banners may be fraying, and his armor soft and graying; his gallantry prevailing, let him ride. His reality revealing that he looks more unappealing, than illusions he is feeling, let him ride. Ride Ride Ride He's following his dream; Ride Ride Ride ellusive though it seems. |
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Sunnyone Member Ascendant
since 2000-07-06
Posts 5334Staffordshire, England |
gotta love a man that rides.....for whatever the cause, he rides on!! This was great!! The road goes on forever, and the stories never end... |
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cpalmer Senior Member
since 2001-06-26
Posts 977Phoenix, Az |
Ride on baby ride on! Great write! Cindi |
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Marge Tindal
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
MoonShadow~ This flowed as easily as a gentle canter of 'old paint'~ Very, very nicely done. ~*Marge*~ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ |
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