Hey guys,
I'm writing a poem about a horse describing his life as a horse. But I only have the first stanza, and I need help to make the second one. Please comment and leave suggestions.
When I was free,
I used to run like the wind.
Galloping through the tall green grass.
Letting the wind go through my tail,
And rustle between the hairs of my
Mane.
2 comments:
Hi,
I love the first stanza!
I think maybe for the second one you could explain what it feels like when someone rides the horse, or something on that line. I don't know that much about horses so I can’t help that much but I think that could be a bit helpful.
-Bayle
Janine,
I think the start of this poem is amazing. Every single line gave me a different sensory image which was very clear. I think you should carry on writing it and it will turn out amazing.
GOOD JOB!
- Isabelle
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