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RACE DAY

Sunrise creeping, daylight peeping,

All is silent, all are sleeping.

 

Alarm clocks whirring, stables stirring,

Dogs start scratching, cats lie purring,

 

Voices rising (some surmising),

Smell of coffee - appetising.

 

Harness jingling, senses tingling,

Sweat and horse-breath intermingling.

 

Race day thrilling, people milling,

Horses happy, keen and willing.

 

Race crowds growing, to and fro-ing,

Chatting owners quietly knowing.

 

Steeds parading, promenading,

Hopes increasing, chances fading.

 

Miracles happen!  It's a winner,

Paying for the drinks and dinner.

 

Horses fed and put to bed now,

Weary footsteps homeward tread now.

 

Happy voices, early morning,

Soon to rise again at dawning.

 

Sunrise creeping, daylight peeping,

All is silent, all are sleeping.

horseraceday

◄ MAKE YOUR MIND UP = a lyric

POETIC JUSTICE ►

Comments

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M.C. Newberry

Sun 6th Nov 2011 00:34

Well spotted, Banksy. I try not to let too many past the blue pencil. But thanks for the kind comment that precedes your accuracy. J.C. spotted another failure but as he's not saying, neither am I. Art shouldn't be stifled by trivial things, that's what I say...:-)

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Sat 5th Nov 2011 16:46

absobloodylutely marvellous !

(should tred be tread ?)

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John Coopey

Fri 4th Nov 2011 22:09

Very clever. Very good. Pacey trochaic rhythm.
It seems to speed up in the telling in the middle. Intentional or me being stupid? I like the circularity of it. It "puts it to bed", literally.
I bet you know the one word I'm unsure about....??

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