Here's a trio. The first 2 are in the Facebook section. Third isn't. Go ahead and break the hard-clad rules and comment as you wish, including critique.
1 Wild Horses
Violet twilight! Horses, dark horses, pale horses, sorrels, bays, pintos and blacks, tramp and trot thru meadows and woods. Wild. Foals at play, pace, prance and frolic. Dams keep watchful eyes on coltish antics. (original = activities)
Humming a parting tune, the sun sinks as darkness grasps firm handholds. A moon slice cringes near a cloud; stars strive to make dark sparkle.
violet, twilight, horses, pale, tramp, pace, hum, grasp, cringe, strive.
2 Los Caballos
Twilight fades. A pale violet moon casts shadows across the valley.
Sometimes they remind me of you: grasping unattainable castles, cringing at thoughts of failure while striving to catch comets. We tramped thru hum-drum, kept pace with trend setters, wined and dined and danced.
Violet moonlit shadows wander the valley; what peace there is in watching horses.
twilight, pale, violet, grasp, cringe, strive, tramp, hum, pace, horses.
3 When I was a Lad.
Often would I tramp over meadows and find violets amidst pale pink clover reaches when I was a lad.
Stopping by the creek where cattle and horses drank, I lingered a while, shirtless, watching hummingbirds perform aerobatics (original = sky antics) when I was a lad.
Lady Killdeer nested somewhere among pebbles, camouflaged. She'd cringe in my presence, using her “broken wing” ruse to lure me away when I was a lad.
Striving for freedom is a shared dream, and I set my pace to sunshine and green, grasping tree limbs on my way to the top when I was a lad.
At twilight time when Mr Artisan Sun disappeared down west, I too made my way back home when I was a lad.
tramp, violets, pale, horses, hum, cringe, strive, pace, grasp, twilight.
Alternate and original trial version below>>>
3 – When I was a Lad. –
Often would I tramp over meadows and find violets amidst pale pink, fragrant clover reaches, – when I was a lad. –
Stopping by the creek where cattle and horses drink, I lingered a while, shirtless, watching hummingbirds perform sky antics, – when I was a lad. –
Lady Killdeer nested somewhere among pebbles, camouflaged. She'd cringe in my presence, using her “broken wing” ruse to lure me away, – when I was a lad. –
Striving for freedom is a shared dream, and I set my pace to sunshine and green, grasping tree limbs on my way to the top, – when I was a lad. –
At twilight time when Mr Artisan Sun disappeared down west, I, too, made my way back home, – when I was a lad. –
tramp, violets, pale, horses, hum, cringe, strive, pace, grasp, twilight.
This is an experiment to see if it works. I have it in the other version also, V1 below >>>
Often would I tramp over meadows and find violets amidst pale pink, fragrant clover reaches, – when I was a lad. –
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