Legend of the black stallion

He befriended just one, a boy in danger

And placed his trust to the heart of this stranger

The perilous journey brought them to shore

Survivors of a shipwreck entwined once more

The black moved cautiously allowing the boy

To stroke his mane as if shy or coy

But the stallion once wild beyond good reason

Had been hurt before in another season

It was a time he could easily recall

His head shot up remembering that fall

He pawed at the ground warning the stranger

How could the boy understand his anger?

From this giant black in frustration and fear

Challenging any who dared to come near

He threw up his back as if tossing a saddle

Demonstrating his power, keen and agile

No one would break his spirit or force

Their will or claim to set his course

He was set free to run with great speed

Freed by the boy respecting his need

Tearing across the sands with exceeding gait

He defied any who would determine his fate

The expanse of land would become his home

He’d rear up to all wherever he roamed

But he came back to the boy on shore,

And tried to forget what happened before

Here was the one whom he’d given his heart

Winning his trust for an impeding new start

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 Joyce E. Johnson (2015)

Footnotes: I love horses and growing up as a child there were some favorite Children’s classics I loved reading, and watching on TV when they were made into a movie. One of those was, The Black Stallion, about a young boy, Alec that befriends a beautiful black Arabian horse after they alone survive a shipwreck, and find their way to shore after a perilous journey at sea. After finally bonding they become inseparable, and eventually the stallion is trained as a racehorse by another friend and trainer who teaches Alec how to ride and race his horse like a pro. The above poem is one I wrote many years ago, but revised recently to post here with this photo taken from the internet advertisement of the movie. You can find more information on The Black Stallion here.

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Posted June 21, 2015 by Joyce in My Writings, Poems, poetry

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