Dante's and My Rattling Day

A little poem about my day out riding with my horse, Dante.

Among scrub and rock and tufts of sage

A girl and her horse would come of age.

For when the sun was high up in the sky

There was a rattler on the trail I did spy.

 

A rattling on the wind....

 

Slow

Slow away, some other way

Venom not wanted

Now or any other day.

 

A rattling, have I sinned?....

 

The choice was not to be mine,

For my horse had his own mind

And stood his ground upon rock and sand

I wished the tune was of some other band.

 

A rattling of warning, beware....

 

"Come now Dante, this is a sign."

"Do not dawdle, leaving it is fine."

 

A rattling, it speaks. "Do you dare?"....

 

Shivers and trembles

I grip the reigns tight.

I shake my head no!

"Dante, this isn’t right!"

 

A snort of challenge

A kick into the air

Me on Dante’s rump

Forward we did jump.

 

Hooves came down upon that rattlers head

With a loud squishy POP! It was very dead.

 

On the way back home I knew

And I’ll share my secret with you.

 

My horse is far braver than I.

Reviews

[The Old Ashes]

This was a joy to read. Fun, upbeat flow almost comparable to Lewis Carrols Jabberwocky. Fast, action pace.
Very cute ending. Thanks for sharing the experience. :)
-Ashes