This piece was written for D’Verse’s challenge this week to demonstrate turns in poetry – where a poem shifts gear or opens a window.
At her birth
she staggered on unfamiliar legs
while her mother licked her clean
and tried not to stand on her in forgetfulness
or fatigue.
Soon she stood alone,
with a coat that waxed in spring
and waned in winter moon.
At the yearling sale she pranced,
nostrils flared,
unminded of her fetlocks
in the racing years.
In time, she ran her maiden,
romance in full stride when,
shifting in the running,
her stablemate grabbed the inside rail.
She took off in pursuit.
(Nothing cuts like an odds-fed whip
a furlong out from home.)
And then, snap!
“History”, her verdict went
and the vets screened the final shot.
Her blood soaked into the track
and into the knacker’s van
and she was gone.
Oh no!
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‘Fraid so, Judy.
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What an arc of a tale Doug, well written.
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Thanks, Rob. Must come from being an ark as a writer. 🙂
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Certainly achieved the twist.
Well done Doug. Dragged me right along…. 😀👍👏
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Thanks, Brian.
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I enjoyed your poem. Having lived on a dairy farm for five summers, your images brought back many good memories!
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How you got me to care for that filly in a few lines. Really good writing, Doug.
“(Nothing cuts like an odds-fed whip
a furlong out from home.)”
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Thanks, MS. It happens on race tracks the world over and, if not, the ‘losers’ become pet food.
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😦 Cruel practices to entertain the vices of humans. Some of the retired racers are save through non-profit farms but just a fraction.
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A fraction indeed.
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‘Romance in full stride’ -a lovely line. And then the the fun stops.
But no living in a foals paradise.
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Indeed the fun stops, Obb. But whats’s the harm in a little flutter 😦
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Carried me along at a gallop – and the kick at the end reminds us that horse racing is a bastard industry. Here in Australia, as I’m sure you know, the premier event on the racing calendar – the Melbourne cup – one or two horses at least euthanised each year for as long as I can remember – followed by hand wringing and promises to do better by officials and owners. Powerful write – thank you.
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Thanks, Peter. Precisely the message I was meaning to convey. But what’s the harm in a little flutter on the race that stops the nation. 😉
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All too familiar scenario…I lived in San Diego area, not far from Del Mar race track. One year they lost something like 15-20 horses due to leg injuries. Sad to see.
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Indeed. Collateral damage from a harmless flutter in the betting ring. 😉
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You captured the reality of the hard nosed world of horse racing superbly.
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Thanks, Hobbo.
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🙂
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Oh no! Your turn twisted in my heart.
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Oh, yes, I’m afraid. Sorry if it caused you pain but that’s the reality of racing.
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I raced a horse once. He won. But I always had more sense. Liked your telling, Bro. Congrats.
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Thanks, Ron
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A tragic tale, beautifully told!
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Thank you, Ingrid.
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A terrible twist!
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I know but it had to be said.
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Snap! And what a turn there. Before it, the tale of an animal’s joy; after, a return to human time and grief. Well done —
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Many thanks, Brendan, much appreciated.
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Such a heart-stopping twist!!
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Thank you
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Alas a destiny that is all too common for a race-horse… those blook-lines are always pruned.
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Indeed, sadly.
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Wowza, a complete story beautifully told. Even the not so happily ever after bits. Well done.
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Many thanks, D. An oldie that never quite worked, until somehow in this revision it did.
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Oh my goodness–elegant writing with a horrific finale…WOW.
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Thanks, Zelda
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Most welcome, Doug 😉
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