The Stallion

GirlsHorseClub.com Blog Archive on August 5, 2011, 1:00 pm


by icehorse, age 14 The stallion is mighty and strong Stealthy and majestic Yet, he has been through so much loss His herd was taken By those awful people With their flying metal death traps Somehow, he survived But the rest did not They disappeared The stallion’s head drooped When he remembered that day He could still hear his lead mare’s terrified screams And the deafening sound of the chopper But he must forget to survive Forget about his lost herd So he may create a new one Although he does
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Whose Opinion?

GirlsHorseClub.com Blog Archive on August 3, 2011, 2:21 pm


by Tate, age 11 They buck and squeal, they bite and kick, They rear and whinny, they make you sick. You shout and swear, shriek and curse. But whose opinion is this, of the horse? They poo and slobber, they beg and cry, They laugh at you as they spit in your eye, You retch and shudder, scowl with remorse But whose opinion is this, of the horse? Their fur is soft, the perfect coat, The exact way for you to gloat. You primp and preen, look pretty, of course, But whose opinion is this, of the horse? They
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The Horses of Time

GirlsHorseClub.com Blog Archive on July 31, 2011, 5:15 pm


by Masquerade, age 16 The horses of time Stand as eternal guardians On our path of life. Silently guarding. They are the famous ones, The war-horses, the racers, The ones who captured the crowds. Silently guarding. They are the special ones, The ponies, the workhorses, The ones you galloped in the fields. Silently guarding. They protect us from misfortune, And bring us to the shining stars. There they stand, the horses of time, Silently guarding. More to read...The Horse Show
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May I

GirlsHorseClub.com Blog Archive on July 29, 2011, 2:03 pm


Artwork & Poem by MorganzMuzik, age 12 May I Flying on wings of dust Free as the wind No one to answer to But himself May I borrow some of that liberty? Can I feel the breeze on my face as I smile? May I float with you on your strong, cloud of a back? You trumpet out your name You are king among kings The Ruler of this rugged land The ancient Horse May I dance in the air with you? Can I ride on your wings? May I taste the gray dust of the playa? Your legs lift in the air You rumble acceptance And
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Pip: The True Story of a Pony Who Will Never Be Forgotten

GirlsHorseClub.com Blog Archive on July 26, 2011, 1:18 pm


by Millie, age 12 Pip. The pony who will stay in my heart forever. 13.2hh, Welsh Pony. The most beautiful palomino ever, with two brilliantly blue eyes, a white speckled belly, and a ‘bald’ face. His mane and tail were creamy-white, both long and flowing. He taught me so much and gave me more than any other pony I had ever ridden, including a KO and barbed wire scars. My mum used to work with his owner, Nicki’s mum, Joy. When she knew I rode, she offered to take us to see him, and that’s
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Announcing a Special Guest!

GirlsHorseClub.com Blog Archive on July 24, 2011, 9:00 am


Dear Horse Girls, We’re in the heat of summer and things are about to heat up in our virtual barn! Starting August 8th we’re honored to host Canadian author Angela Dorsey for an interview where you ask the questions! Angela is a lifelong horse girl who has written more than twenty adventure novels with supernatural elements about girls and horses, including the Freedom and Horse Guardian series. And she has an awesome website with fun activities for readers, including contests and collaborative
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July 21st: Announcing a Special Guest

GirlsHorseClub.com Blog Archive on July 24, 2011, 9:00 am


Dear Horse Girls, We’re in the heat of summer and things are about to heat up in our virtual barn! Starting August 8th we’re honored to host Canadian author Angela Dorsey for an interview where you ask the questions! Angela is a lifelong horse girl who has written more than twenty adventure novels with supernatural elements about girls and horses, including the Freedom and Horse Guardian series. And she has an awesome website with fun activities for readers, including contests and collaborative
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Fear Scent

GirlsHorseClub.com Blog Archive on July 23, 2011, 3:44 am


by Raven, age 15 Fear scent. Smell of sweat. Choking. Bodies pressing against me. Snorting, neighing, screaming, clanging—fear scent. Pain. Deep ache in my belly. Fear scent. What is happening? I smell my own fear. Flies buzz in my eyes, all over me, over everyone. Fear scent. Death scent. Death? Who has been killed? Blood-scent. Who bled? Hungry… so hungry. I want grass. My throat is dry with thirst. Water. Fear scent. Horse crowds behind me. Too tired to kick. My head hangs and flies bite
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Keep Those Hands Choked Up!

GirlsHorseClub.com Blog Archive on July 18, 2011, 1:52 pm


by MorganzMuzik, age 12 Keep those hands choked up on the reins! That’s some good advice to follow. No, really. I can tell you. I’ve had a couple of, “ahem” incidents where I haven’t been paying attention to where my hands were. My mind starts to wander, as it always does when I’m riding. I start to imagine I’m flying through the clouds on a snow white Pegasus, no cares in the world… And that’s when your horse decides he’s fed up with this whole thing and hightails his pretty
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Equus

GirlsHorseClub.com Blog Archive on July 14, 2011, 1:18 pm


by HorsesForever, age 11 It’s the silent sound of hoofbeats It’s the thunderous look of beauty It’s the rugged way of grace And it’s all that I want, all that I need It’s the nobility of humbleness It’s the unbridled flow of melody It’s the unstated fashion of strength And it’s all that I live for, all that I live by It’s the spirit of equus
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The World According to Missy

GirlsHorseClub.com Blog Archive on July 12, 2011, 1:23 pm


by Millie, age 12 and Missy, age 2 Missy, my skewbald Appaloosa x Cob x Thoroughbred (?) two year-old filly, has decided to put hoof to very scary paper and tell you guys about the world through her eyes… Monday Today, Mummy decided to scare me by putting my feed bucket into a ‘plastic bag.’ It was really windy and the ‘bag’ kept flapping around. I was soooo scared, but I couldn’t stop eating my food so I just had to keep giving the ‘bag’ dragon snorts
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Starved

GirlsHorseClub.com Blog Archive on July 10, 2011, 2:58 pm


by Raven, age 15 I stepped onto the scale and held my breath as the hateful little needle spun around. Maybe it would slow down and stop on the 100. Slow down, stop, go back— 107 pounds. I collapsed to the floor and groaned. I had gained five pounds over the holidays. I had promised myself that I would use restraint, but I hadn’t. They won’t let me jockey anymore… I’m too fat… I stood up and blinked tears out of my eyes. Crying might seem silly to some. Hey, it’s just five pounds.
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Eclipse Ranch

GirlsHorseClub.com Blog Archive on July 7, 2011, 12:58 pm


by Kari, age 15 Over the hills And through the valley The place I always want to be Is Eclipse Ranch Where there are many many horses to see. There is a lot to do there I can see a foal and pet a mare Or just sit on some sweet-smelling hay bales Looking at everything around me and taking in all the beautiful details I can even braid some horse’s tails. Riding in the arena is fun But riding on the trail is what I really love to do. Even just grooming is really enjoyable, too! My very favorite horse
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The Horse on Canvas

GirlsHorseClub.com Blog Archive on July 4, 2011, 1:00 pm


by Nadia, age 12 I’ve already sketched out A horse on canvas. I wonder which colors I should paint with? Whether the scenery is a desert Or full of greenery, I wonder what color Should my horse on canvas be. Rich bay or the color of midnight Strawberry roan or the color of gold Or maybe an ivory white. The colors suddenly flow into my head; The canvas seems to speak, an image of the painting forms in my head Pink feathery ambiance for the background The horse is golden, a palomino. The horse
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Synchronicity & Causality

GirlsHorseClub.com Blog Archive on July 2, 2011, 3:20 pm


When I first saw this photo of me and CJ, our strides in sync as we begin warming up for a ride, the word that came to mind was synchronicity. Because I’m the type who loves to ponder meaning, I went to Wikipedia and read about the concept of synchronicity, which led me to the article about causality and got me asking this question: When CJ and I are riding (or walking) in sync, is it a result of unrelated actions occurring together by chance? Or is it a result of cause and effect? If you’re
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Hush Hush

GirlsHorseClub.com Blog Archive on July 1, 2011, 1:54 pm


by XDDXDD, age 11 Silence Hear the thunder of hooves Beating, ticking, pounding The shaking of manes Soaring in the wind Quiet See the foals playing The lead stallion Horses, black, brown, white Tan, dun, speckled, grey Hush hush Become a horse Ride over the mountains Jump over the clouds Think like a horse Shhh I can see it Heart of a horse Through spirit and soul Not a word Pick yourself up Spread your wings And fly away More to read...Fly Away, Fly Away Ode to Cody (R.I.P.) The Galelings
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Fallen Twilight

GirlsHorseClub.com Blog Archive on June 29, 2011, 1:19 pm


by Raven, age 15 I stared into the mirror. Long, straightened brown hair. Long dark lashes, thick with mascara. Eyeliner rimming my green eyes. A black tank top partially covered by a checkered red and black shirt. Blue jeans. I turned slowly in front of the mirror. At fifteen, I dared say that I was a hottie. But I didn’t care sometimes. How I longed to slip into my mustang’s skin, to run over the hills, the wind in my mane. Wild and free. I stepped out of the bathroom. I went to my room, tossed
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Love

GirlsHorseClub.com Blog Archive on June 26, 2011, 2:54 pm


by icehorse, age 14 As I drive down the streets of my county, I see these beautiful horses In paddocks with only the shade of trees for shelter. They may not live in the best conditions, But I am sure they still love their masters unconditionally. Because to horses, It makes little difference whether they live in a fancy stable Or an old run-down barn. They will love their masters Because to them it only matters if they have a person who loves and cares for them. And I can only hope that they have
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A New World

GirlsHorseClub.com Blog Archive on June 23, 2011, 1:37 pm


by natalie, age 14 The lush green grass cushions me when I fall. I try to walk, but my skinny legs collapse under me. I gaze up at my mamma; she is so tall. I can see her red-brown coat that she passed on to me. When I finally stand, she beckons me with a call. I am so short, I can easily get milk from below her. The people put us in the same stall. I know by everything here that there are so many things to learn and do, But there will never be enough time in the world.
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The Horse Show

GirlsHorseClub.com Blog Archive on June 20, 2011, 1:06 pm


by Horsie, age 13 The crowds go wild, with every stride. There’s nothing I’d rather do than ride In this horse show with my horse As we race along the course. Then the last jump approaches near; As we leap it disappears. And as we canter with the winners, we are champions, not beginners. I am the happiest person in the land As the crowds cheer in the stands. It’s a wonderful day of hope In this horse show with my horse. More to read...War of the Wild Horse Band
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