Horseback Spirits of the Ghost Town
On a dusty road in an outback town
A girl on horseback tugs the reins.
She shades her eyes and looks aroun'
Fear coursing through her veins
The general store is boarded up
There's not a single soul in sight
She gives her steed the order, "Hup"
But the beast has taken fright
On a wild dash through an eldritch land
That girl is hangin' on for life
Endless miles had she spanned
When her stallion came to strife
A stone was lodged in his front hoof
She has no tool to prize it out
And God, himself, seems too aloof
She's steedless now, and filled with doubt
On a lonely trail, on a soulless night
The wind is howling through the dunes
The plucky girl decides to fight
She knows her time is soon
An aborigine appears
With spear in hand, and painted face
With lifted hand, he quells her fears
For he is master of this place
Magically, the horse's hoof
Gave up the stone; the steed was healed.
She knew that then she'd seen the proof
The facts she'd known had been repealed.
There were no evil spirits here
"I'll mount my steed (and he'll mount me),"
She said, and gave a final cheer
Then rode off with her bounty
| Contributors: | Anon., Dassn't Say, Nym, Francine, the cavalry?, td, tonedeaf, please end me. |
| Poem finished: | 28th July 2003. |