Writing 201: Animal
Your prompt: animal
Today’s form: concrete poetry
This is where the text of the poetry forms some kind of shape or image. (I nearly fainted at this)
I have not really done it as it should be, but I am no techy nor coding expert, this was so over my head. I did however spend quite some time trying to work out how to do this on word, so that is enough for me haha, my greymatter now screams)
Today’s device: enjambment
This is when when a grammatical sentence stretches from one line of verse to the next.
I think I managed this just a bit.
I have written about my love of riding and horses, though I have not had the pleasure for a few years it never really leaves you.
The memory certainly doesn’t.
There was nothing better than going out to Great Windsor Park on a misty cold morning, the mist swirling around making it both eerie and magical. During rutting times you could hear the deer bellowing ‘that sound’ which was to me quite scary, you never knew when a pair of antlers might appear within the clearing of the fog or mist.
I loved my horse, Rocky was his name and he lived in to his late 30’s. He had a good innings as they say. I have not ridden since, I think I am a ‘one horse woman!’.