Horse Poems & Quotes

One Last Breath

Katie kay

The eerie silence of the stables;
Only horses greet me.
The thump of my boots
Is all that can be heard.
The sweet aroma of the horses
is so disticnt from any other scent.
I can smell the sweet grain
and the grassyness of the hay.
Stall #2 is special to me,
for it holds my worldly posession.
I nudge the stall door open,
to find my gelding, mane draped over
his arched neck, munching on hay.
I creep closer to him, feeling his
warmth from a distance.
I run my fingers along his back,
knowing the power he posesses.
The beauty, the grace, the power,
all underneath my fingers.
As I lean closer, he bends his
neck to give me a nudge and
a hushed nicker. I wrap myself
around his muscular neck, burying
my face in his soft mane.
I take in one deep breath,
forgeting all my worries as I am
comforted bythe scent
of my horse, my love, my friend.