Horse I Ride -------------------------------------------
I close my eyes and drift away
into the soul's landscape.
Imagination, is the horse I ride.
It is the vehicle of the soul.
The world depends on the imagiation.
Artists create the world.
Poets, painters, sculptors
each in their way beautify the earth
and make it more bearable.
Ride the horse of imagination.
Travel the world of the unseen.
It is the real world.
Nothing has ever been made
that was not first a thought
held in the imagination.
builds the visible.
The soul's lanscape.
This is where I shall journey.
Upon my horse I ride.
I hope to bring back something of beauty.
Love the way that powerful statements are bathed in such peace. "Nothing has ever been made that was not first a thought." I definitely agree. I also like the metaphor of the horse for imagination. My favorite part is the end. It says quite a bit in those last four lines and the last one lets you take a great feeling with you as you finish the poem. Nice.
Amazing, like all of your work. the horse of imagination which everyone has but some keep stabled. And some have wild horses which confuse and baffle everyone. but these horses can be tamed and rode and take its rider for a journey beyond anything you could ever believe or see or understand.
Everyone has to learn to tame and unstable their horses.
Love the horse/imagination metaphor, and "The soul's landscape" Overall it has a dreamy, trance-like mood, probably because of the many repeated words (like a hypnotist's)I liked it a lot,..I think it has to be read aloud though to get the full dreamy quality to it. Many need that consistent rythm and rhyme to make poetry work for them and may feel differently. Now...I think I'll go ride my own imagination off to somewhere where there is no snow...LOL Thanks, Silver