I Dream of Horses
She gallops toward me. I watch transfixed as her flaxen mane is grabbed By the invisible fingers of the wind. She whinnies with sheer delight at seeing me. My fingers are entwined in her hair as I…
springride is one of the most explored themes on Power Poetry, where young poets share their authentic voices and lived experiences. The 2 poems below range from raw first drafts to carefully crafted works — each one a window into how a young writer sees springride in their life. Whether you're looking for inspiration, connection, or just want to know you're not alone, start reading and see what resonates.
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