Pinnacle Diamond Ranch

This is as close to a blog as we’re gonna get, guys! Write me:

• a story
• a poem
• a comment
• a question

I’ll put your stuff here, respond to your comments and try to answer your questions.

Here’s the newest offering, an fantastic poem by Terrina P.: (Wow, Tink! This is excellent!)

The Grace Of A Wild Horse.

The grace of a wild horse is like watching a field of grass
waving in the wind
It captivates and entrances you like a magician creating magic.
You can’t help but to stop and watch it kicking up its heals, rearing, bucking and announcing its freedom to the world that they can run faster than the wind can carry a leaf on its strongest day.
That they have the right to roam and run the hills fields and plains with out care of being stopped or captured and rounded into a pen restricting freedom.
But they have the strength of Zeus’s lightning bolt hitting a mount Olympus They have the mind set of a champion determined to win the race to claim the gold metal from the iron man race.
They have a heart of pure gold.
They have the intelligence as sharp as a sharp as a freshly made needle.
They have the love of a million people never ending, unconditional and forgiving that will never fail them in life when needed.
They have the life a thousand kings and queens living in their palace content and never miserable but happy with their self’s in life.
And that is what the Grace Of A Wild Horse is…

Terrina N. P. 12/30/09

A Mustang’s Day

A horse fascinates
When it lopes
And celebrates
Among the antelope
Today the horse herds are amass,
A dun mare and Friesian are snorting
While they eat the dew-covered grass
The Friesians are horsing around, sporting.
Some Yearlings and foals flee
Causing a disarray
Among the parents! Their anticipation to be free
Has caused the herd to run away!
So ends a day with a race
And scolding parents with children that were a disgrace

Elizabeth M 02/2008

 

PRAISE HIM

Praise Him in the dark
Praise Him in the light
Praise Him in the chaos
Or tranquil moonlight.

For He'll guide you through the dark
He gives the moon its light -
With the power to halt all chaos
He holds endless might.

So live on through His light
Let it lead you in the dark
In the hard times - still fight
With the blood of the Lamb - His mark.

Alyssa D. 08/2008