Black Poetry : Untitled Sadness

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  1. Heartbeat

    Heartbeat Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    This is usually my favorite time of year
    When a quick drive puts me in the midst
    of one of God’s jewels
    Where rolling hills are covered by grass called “Blue”
    Handmade stone fences serve not as a barrier
    But rather a beautiful dimension to this picture I can touch

    Lost in luscious acres of green
    I am a million miles from everywhere
    A setting so perfect it can only be a place where life begins
    Where newborn legs at first stand wobbly
    But soon they begin the magnificent gait
    Known to the world as special
    Known as a Thoroughbred

    In three short years they will excite millions
    Speed, power, endurance
    The grandest of athletes
    Born and bred
    Trained and pampered to be a champion
    Oh how they look and act the part

    But in these first few months
    They are but babies
    Playing in a pristine playground
    Close to its mother
    There is no sight more wondrous
    Than a mother playing with her young
    Any mother

    To my sadness and regret
    This year the hue of the grass is different
    Hardly glistening in the fresh morning dew
    The weeping willows are truly weeping
    The movement of streams without pace or cadence
    The air heavy and lifeless
    There are no babies
    I will miss them

    BE
     
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    BE

    Such a melancholy piece...
    :(
     
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    Heartbeat ... now you know i'm gonna ask ...
    how come there aint no more babies ???!!!

    :(

    Destee
     
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    Heartbeat Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    Destee

    This spring nearly 500 Throughbred foals were stillborn or died within hours of birth and each day the count grows. The cause at this time is unknown. Along with my selfish reasons, this outbreak has devestated the multi-billion dollor throughbred horse industry
     
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    Hunter Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    Beautifully scribed poet....

    In my humble opinion, you've captured this stillborn sadness well.
    Meditating on this vibe

    *thorough-red*
     
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    Nice flow!!

    Peace
    GQ
     
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    your love for the foals and their mothers flows through this poetic memorial to their sad plight, their horrible end...

    thank for sharing, expressing your sorrow so beautifully

    a
    :(
     
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