Brolly Folly - A Limericked Rule for Fashion's Fool

Here's this week's entry for Simply Snickers’ prompt on “umbrella,” “under,” “puddle” and “promise.”)

Brolly Folly –
A Limericked Rule for Fashion’s Fool

Such promise was rare, yes, indeed.
He rigged up the sulky and steed.
The crowds, they did roar,
Till it started to pour,
Still, he held onto reins and his lead.

A puddle stretched clear ‘cross the track,
But he drove right through, no setback.
The rest fell behind,
As he made up his mind
To give his white horse one more smack.

Just then, an umbrella appeared,
As folks in the grandstand, they cheered.
The horse, terrified,
Slipped and fell to one side,
And the man under him disappeared.

Let this be a lesson to all,
When rains at the races may fall:
As the horses fly by,
Keep in mind, they are shy,
And open not that parasol!

(“Brolly” is a British colloquial term for an umbrella.)

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Minis and Whinnies - Limericking Courses on Tiny Horses

Here's this week's entry for Wordless Wednesday (Monday edition), as well as a Poetry Train prompt. Photos by Nickers and Ink.

Minis and Whinnies –
Limericking Courses on Tiny Horses

The miniature horses are cute.

They pull carts and wagons to boot.
For folks great and small,
The minis enthrall
With darlingness most absolute.

A horse may be tiny or tall,
While ponies aren’t horses at all.
Though some are confused,
Or merely bemused,
Small horses fit two to a stall.

And here is what puzzles us so
Attending each horse driving show:
The minis are strong
To pull carts along,
When judges say, “Ready, set go.”
c2008 by Linda Ann Nickerson
 

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Capping It Off - The Headless Horseman Takes a New Form

Capping It Off –The Headless Horseman Takes a New Form

(Inspired by a flashy exhibitor at the Midwest Horse Fair 2008, “Dancing With Horses.”)

The horseman is headless, they say.
He rides on a spirited bay,
His hair in the breeze,
As he gallops with ease.
He stored his crash helmet away.

The horseman, he must use his head,
And not by appearance be led.
Just strap on his cap
For his victory lap,
So vultures above won’t be fed.

NOTE: Although he rides a white Andalusian horse, rather than a bay, the equestrian exhibitor pictured here inspired these lines. Mounted on his horse in full regalia at the Midwest Horse Fair 2008, this horseback rider demonstrated decorum and riding skills. His horse pranced on the pavement, but this equestrian did not wear a safety helmet.

The white horse pictured here is Santiago, a stallion from Rothrock Andalusians. Santiago is a five-time national champion Andalusian.

Click here to read "Using Your Head: Choosing a Safety Helmet for Horseback Riding." Or click here to read a product review of the Troxel Spirit Equestrian Helmet, one of the most popular varieties.

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Headin' Home - From the Midwest Horse Fair

Here's this week's entry for Wordless Wednesday (Sunday edition). Photo by Nickers and Ink.

Headin’ Home - From the Midwest Horse Fair

At the Fair

(These lines can be sung to the tune of the familiar children’s folk song, “We Went to the Animal Fair.”)

We went to the Midwest Horse Fair.

Equines of all kind were there.

The Friesians, they danced;

The Arabians pranced,

And Percherons did their share.

The Mustangs learned to train,

While horses Baroque had no rein.

A stagecoach went by

As the jumpers flew high,

And tack shoppers went on campaign.

Can’t wait to go back next year.

Sign in with the auctioneer.

I’m saving my cash

For a chestnut or ash,

To ride like a Musketeer.

We went to the Midwest Horse Fair.

Equines of all kind were there.

They finished their gigs,

Then loaded their rigs,

And headed home from the affair.
c2008 by Linda Ann Nickerson

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The Mane Point Is . . . on a field trip

The Mane Point Is . . . on a Field Trip to . . .






That's right. The Mane Point has gone on-location at the Midwest Horse Fair, April 18-20, 2008, at the Alliant Energy Center in Madison, Wisconsin.


C'mon back to The Mane Point in a day or two for news, photos and more from the Midwest Horse Fair!



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Saddle Up!

Saddle Up!

"Yep. I sure did! I wore a saddle for the first time today. So that's what a big boy does!"

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Mystified –

A Rhyming Roundup on Saddling Up

A foal is born, and so he grows,

Until we head for rings and shows.

The trail awaits, and so do we,

My handsome chestnut colt and me.

Today, we saddled him for once,

Without a glitch, no bucks or stunts.

In tack he’s never worn before,

He modeled like a matador.

This horse, he has me mystified,

I cannot hardly wait to ride.

We’re smitten to the core, we two,

Awaiting saddle-borne debut.

c2008 by Linda Ann Nickerson

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Posted in response to a blog prompt for Wordless Wednesday (Monday edition).