I have two poems I dearly love about horses. I am sharing them with our readers this Thanksgiving to pay tribute to the horses I love and gratitude for your fellowship in that shared passion. Happy Day!
by James Sheridan Knowles
What delight to back the flying steed,
that challenges the wind for speed!
seems native more of air than earth!
whose burden only lends him fire!
Whose soul, in his task, turns labour into sport;
Who makes your pastime his! I sit him now!
He takes away my breath! He makes me reel!
I touch not earth – I see not – hear not.
All is ecstasy of motion!
and this . . .
by Stanley Harrison
Somewhere in time’s own space
There must be some sweet pastured place
Where creeks sing on and tall trees grow
Some paradise where horses go,
For by the love that guides my pen
I know great horses live again.
Of course, they are all great right?
Happy Thanksgiving to The Horse Fund Family!
Bob Langrish. By gracious permission.