The Wild Horses are ComingA Poem by LeighInspired by Ritchie Blackmore's (Deep Purple) guitar solo on Highway Star. The sound created is like a wild horse that gets more and more out of control until eventually it is reigned in
The wild horses are coming I can hear them on the plain The lightning has spooked them And they’re on the move again The wild horses are coming Their teeth are white and wide People are battening the hatches Waiting for them to pass on by The wild horses are coming They’re racing through the spray They look a vision of freedom But they don’t feel it that way The wild horses are rising Their heads are high and proud Racing on the crashing waves To the silver in the cloud The white horses are racing Across the evening sky Their misshapen and fluffy bodies Twist and changing as they fly The shapes of Horses are fading They’re turning a fiery red Thundering into the sunset Now among the living dead © 2022 LeighFeatured Review
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StatsAuthorLeighSouth West, United KingdomAboutWelcome to my writing, I hope you enjoy reading my poetry, short stories and ongoing novels. My website is: website https://leigh-green.wixsite.com/leigh New book: The Blackbird Man released as.. more..Writing
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