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Remember the Horses
By Maj Mary-Ann Martinek
Wading into a raging sea All the horses swam to me From the beaches Where they’d stood alone My faithful friends Wanted to go home.
I saw them coming But not at trot I saw them struggling I saw them shot My faithful friends Turn back and flee My faithful friends Don’t swim to me.
Their strong, long legs Thundered through The salty waters They did not know The ships were faster Than the horses And soon Their familiar and determined faces Could no longer Be seen from where I stood.
But they didn’t Turn around and flee From that sea The horses swam Towards the sun They swam because They could not run They swam in company They swam abreast To their final conflict Their last test.
I watch the clouds From where I sit And remember those moments On that ship As horses shot and drowned at sea Had tried to follow And be with me They had not stopped for bullet blast Were trained too well to remain in cast By we Their masters, their mates, their friends Who were made to watch each short life end.
I watch the clouds again with love I see the horses riding above Their manes and tails flicking free All the horses had come with me Their hooves were silver and their manes were gold Some still swam to that sun of old The raging sea had not taken them Their instincts strong had found their men Because there I saw the emu plumes On slouch hatted figures amid the gloom I recognised those faces, freed Of all the men who rode with me.
From a world now peaceful and very still They rode their horses home with skill And now I know that when I die My faithful friend will be my guide With saddle ready and stirrups low My faithful friend will take me home.
Together we’ll ride the clouds of mist And remember no more The memories of those ships I’ll ride the nights with mates long gone We’ll be together, we’ll be strong The stars will fall and blanket the earth And mark our hoof prints in the turf. For we are free and ride your sky Concealed by clouds, we pass you by So little children Try to spy Our shadowy figures as we glide by For amidst the clouds In skies of red Gallop the spectres of your dead.
Source: The Australian Lighthorse Association
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sanctus-ingenium · 8 months
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A certain fisherman [...] went to the same place again to fish, and he put a row of hooks on his heels in case he met the Púca again; he attached them like a horseman's spurs. When evening drew near, he made a halter of the fishing-line for the Púca. The Púca met him the second time. He himself caught the Púca, put the fishing-line over his head like a halter, and started to ride him. He drove him wherever he wanted to go, and he kept putting his heels with the hooks like spurs to the Púca's sides, so that the Púca was shedding blood from the pricks of the hooks.
Excerpt from "The Púca: A Multi-Functional Irish Supernatural Entity" by Deasún Breatnach
buy a print of this piece here :>
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poorly-drawn-mdzs · 6 months
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The musical episode.
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proxycrit · 3 months
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Me thinking about honses.
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(Are they gods? Or unfortunate magical experimentations? When did the world blink, and they’ve grown— but not old, nor wise?
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At least they’re sisters, and they have each other.
At least.
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At least.)
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Anyways here’s my doodles for a possible luna and celestia! They’re ancient alicorns, ascended during a great war that would later shape equestria as a primarily pony continent. (The modern alicorns are made with love. The ancient alicorns are made with desperation. Nightmare Moon and Daybreaker are not accidents.)
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ozuzo · 2 months
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Plastic cowboys ✨
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dlartistanon · 1 year
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Fitting meme to remember her other legacy
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qalrey · 10 months
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my take on rarity! the gems represent bursts of motivation/inspiration :3
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oobbbear · 3 months
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The fact that horse hoof is just one giant thumb haunts me everyday
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wasyago · 11 months
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one day he will trip on his own dress and die
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me-beef · 3 months
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colorful horse show
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ash-and-starlight · 3 months
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modern au and esen’s honkers are haunting the instagram feed
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notacluedo · 4 months
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Pelops and his ivory shoulder
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qwakque · 6 months
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kiss kiss fall in love
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iingezo · 1 year
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blujaynoodles · 7 months
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if a satyr met a centaur would it look like this or like this
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gingerstopbarking · 7 months
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Hello! I am simple tumblr merchant. Can I interest you in some of my wares?
-1 horse plinko game board, complete with fire sound effects
-10 gallons vanilla extract, on clearance! There was a huge market for it a while back so I bought a ton. No one's bought any since. :(
-1 GENUINE ball from the dashcon ball pit. Own a piece of history! How'd I get it? People really don't know the value of things- some guy gave it to me for free! When I asked what they wanted for it, they just got this haunted look in their eye and said not to worry about it.
You seem like a good sort, so I'll show you one of my secret backstock-a vintage Goncharov poster! Oh, you haven't seen it? It's an incredible movie, really changed my perspective on the human experience. You'll love it! So much that you'll wish you bought this poster when you had the chance! Only 70 credits!
Fuck you for your business!
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