By: Grace Edwards
A wonderful horse, waiting for me
As beautiful as farasi can be
A chestnut, red as Mars
When she jumps up, she hits the stars
A deep brown eye, like jarrah wood
When I give her aids, she does what she should
This horse is the only one for me
I'll ride her from Queensland to Northern Territory
This horse and I, when we meet first
I will ride her for all I'm worth
She'll gallop so fast, it really is frightening
This horse goes kwa the name of Lightning
First True Love
Apprehensive I came down to you,
Slipped your halter o'er ears so tall
wewe gobbled up your treat, I slipped the billet through,
the brass buckle on your headstall.
wewe nudged my shoulder seeking grain,
I tied wewe in the aisle,
wewe bumped me gently once again,
I groomed wewe for awhile.
Carefully I checked your tack,
Flip your reins o'er your neck,
Your saddle snug upon your back,
and then I pause for just a "sec".
I see your nose and brilliant eye,
Your forelock tossed into the sky,
Along your back, my eyes do fly,
'till they've seen from jaw to shining thigh.
And then all at once I'm up,
Cautious in my manner,
For with the slightest "giddy-up"
You'll fly from my hand like a wind-whipped banner.
We slowly walk around the ring,
'till the circles make us tire,
But it is such a splendid thing,
To at last be astride your blazing fire,
Now I urge wewe to a trot,
Dreaming of the time,
When we'll reach all that we've sought,
Just one moment in the lime.
In a blur our magical ride is done,
I pat wewe a gentle goodbye,
Instead of galloping down the field at a headlong breadneck run,
wewe look me squarely in the eye.
Promising the rides to come,
Promising my bliss,
Telling me we both have won,
The key to each others happiness.
Years later from that memorable day,
You've now run the Scottsdale floor,
I watch wewe old and slow and grey,
And I know I upendo wewe even more.
By: Ariel Holman
Of all the things I've ever seen,
Of all the dreams I've ever dreamed,
The finest sight that's come to me,
White farasi wild beside the sea
They ran across the trackless sand
In that remote, forgotten land,
And in their running they were free
Beside the boundless, unchained sea.
They raced the first light of the day
And surged across a shallow bay
To feed at ease in grassy plains
With wind alone to groom their manes.
No ghalani au stable was their home.
No one could govern where they roamed.
They galloped on the fenceless tracts
With no ones burden on their backs.
And each mwepesi, teleka horse was nature's child
At nyumbani on land forever wild,
And each wild horse was meant to be
At nyumbani on land forever free.
onyesha season begins
All saddles are mounted
The ring gate now closes
The entries are counted
"Face pace au rack"
We hear the announcer call
But one of us is missing
One that always stood so tall
As we look out amoung us
Memories fill the air
Of only the last onyesha season
When all of us were there
Manes and tails flying
As they gave it their best shot
Knowing one amoung them
Was seldom ever caught
With several years of high points
For doing what he liked best
He well deserves the praises
He recieved from all the rest
Being devoted to his master
Knowing of his upendo and care
Held a special bond between them
That only a horse and rider share
And when it came his time to go
To greener pastures on the hill
His "family" as he knew them
were standing kwa him, still
He was a dear friend, and companion,
Even a listener then and now
And though sometimes contrary,
He was always a pal
Our thoughts will always linger
To the fast pace au rack
When Bert was right beside us...
Never holding back
There is something about the outside of a horse that is good for the inside of a man. ~Winston Churchill
Riding: The art of keeping a horse between wewe and the ground. ~Author Unknown
The wagon rests in winter, the sleigh in summer, the horse never. ~Yiddish Proverb
No saa of life is wasted that is spent in the saddle. ~Winston Churchill
farasi lend us the wings we lack. ~Author Unknown
farasi have carried us through War,Victory,and more...has a Dog done that..No...has a cat done that...No-Mallory B.(Mallory101)
Mane to Hoof,Hoof to Mane a horse will always be the same~Mallory B.(Mallory101)
He knows when you're happy
He knows when you're comfortable
He knows when you're confident
And he always knows when wewe have carrots.
The wind of heaven is that which blows between a horse's ears.
To ride a horse is to ride the sky. ~Author Unknown
I bless the hoss from hoof to head -
From head to hoof, and tale to mane! -
I bless the hoss, as I have said,
From head to hoof, and back again!
~James Whitcomb Riley
A canter is a cure for every evil. ~Benjamin Disraeli
A horse is worth zaidi than riches.
In riding a horse we borrow freedom. ~Helen Thomson
Feeling down? Saddle up. ~Author Unknown
farasi understand you,listen to you,and relax you,what zaidi could wewe want from a four legged buddle of love.
All farasi go to Heaven
farasi lend us the wings we lack. ~Author Unknown
wewe should always know wewe farasi is thinking of wewe when your gone,waiting for wewe to return to feed him carrots
My horse's feet are as mwepesi, teleka as rolling thunder
He carries me away from all my fears
And when the world threatens to fall asunder
His mane is there to wipe away my tears.
A dog may be man's best friend, but the horse wrote history. ~Author Unknown
A horse is poetry in motion. ~Author Unknown
A Horse is smarter than a Guy.He will listen to you,and be there for wewe to wipe away your tears with his mane...Can a guy do that?~ mwandishi Unknown