[.Ghost.]

To try for this mare, write a poem about her discovering her favorite bird, can be any bird of your choice.

Username: Phale
Equid's name: Hayali
Age: 10 yrs
Gender: Mare
Height: 14hh
Poem: Osprey are her favorite birds.

Babbling river moves steadily on,
the scent of pine filling my nose,
soft moss crumples beneath my hooves.
She perches on a branch watching me,
copper, intelligent eyes following my trek.

Markings like eyeliner streak across her face,
giving her the look of a painted lady,
hiding the fact that she is a predator.
Wings extend as she alights from her perch,
silent as a shadow, she circles the river.

Her prey swims below the water,
darting to and fro in a cascade of chaos,
silver eyes stare off in a stupor,
unaware of the predators shadow above.
Swiftly she dives,
wings beating to keep her from going beneath the water.

Talons impale a prize,
wings kiss as she pushes herself higher,
back to her perch she flies.
I watch in amazement at the predator,
whose beauty could never be written in words.

She watches me again,
her avian head tilting in curiosity,
she calls out to me.
The forest echoes her call,
branches shivering with the song.

[henley]

Username: Ismene
Equid's name: Indls
Age: 6 years old
Gender: Mare
Height: 14hh
Poem:

pigeons uvu

[Luna~tic]

Username: Luna~tic
Equid's name: Juno
Age: 2 years.
Gender: Mare
Height: 14hh
Poem: Snowy Owl

Alone in the frost,
No sound is heard.
A brief flutter of ghostly wings,
before silence is returned.

Snow reflects silver moonlight,
the forest cloaked in shadows.
A single silhouette in sight,
Inquisitive to the nocturnal visit.

A sudden screech of pursuit,
before cantering hooves are ensued.
Brought to a quick stop,
a missed step over a stray root.

Since then the filly,
has found delight.
An endless taunt,
No more a plight.


God, it's awful. I might edit it, hopefully my muse returns soon. Basically, Juno was out on a midnight stroll when she disturbed a Snowy Owl. He chased her, and she escaped by tripping over a root and falling out of the way of the bird. Since then she's found joy in 'teasing' him, since she's still quite young and doesn't understand it's not nice to taunt.

[kortico]

Username: aftershock.
Equid's name: Laughlin
Age: Four
Gender: Mare
Height: 14hh
Poem:

The moment I spotted you
Your colors on your fountain of feathers
Well, I was simply captivated.

Her favorite bird is a peacock uwu

[Kittehkat<3]

Username: kittehkat<3
Equid's name: Arabella
Age: 6
Gender: Mare
Height: 14hh
Poem:

Birds of paradise is what she dreams
Vivid in wild in her mind
The sound of nothing soon fills the forest

She moves, not suddenly
something catches her emerald eyes
A little quail hobbling by

She freezes quick, not to make a move
Not to scare the little bird
She stares it, unsure
With it's captivating feathers and little button eyes

Sundently it darts away, not to be seen again
But always vivid in her colorful mind


This is what they look like-
i have no rights to this photo

[finoodle]

Username: B L A Z E
Equid's name: Carrie
Age: 6 years
Gender: Mare
Height: 14hh
Poem:
The mountains are high and mighty
I held on to each ledge tightly

You are so small
You are so meek
But you seem to be anything but weak

Your wings sound like helicopters in the air
You are so fast you give me a scare

Then I see your throat gleaming there
I stood quite still and had to stair

You were perched on a twig on a low tree
I know it was you that I could see

Your purple neck made me smile
and now I knew this was worth the wile

I take a picture and off you go
To put on your flying show

I start to turn and walk away
My feelings happy and whishing to stay

The bird is a Calliope Hummingbird

[Lady Tuesday]

Username: It'sTuesdayAgain...
Equid's name: Navi
Age: 3 Years
Gender: Mare
Height: 14hh
Poem:
Bird: Green Crested Turaco Bird. She does not know what the bird is called, so she calls it by it's gender. I'm actually planning on making it into a character and having him be her companion).

Walking by my lonesome,
For signs of life I search,
Looking for a reason,
To trod this swollen Earth.

It seems that fond,
Of lonliness I am not,
So if at finding a friend I fail,
I shall but be distraught.

When over the hill,
I long to spy some other soul,
Alas, I spot him,
With his figure color-soaked!

His feathers, displayed in a glorious fashion,
Convulse and sway with his every interaction.
Atop his ever so tiny head they lay,
Like the most fabulous attraction.

His body, a perfectly frail object,
Garnished with vibrant greens and whites,
Gives him the strength and courage,
To lift off and take flight.

Oh, those kind and vulnerable eyes,
That have seen so much more than mine,
How I desire to see the sights that they have,
And how I yearn to join them on their journey through the skies.


Freedom of this seclusion,
My new companion shall bring,
An ending of the silence,
Is of what my soul now sings.

Will he take pity on my hungry heart,
That for so long has been starved of both love and hope?
Will he find some mercy, resting in his own,
To lift me up, and lend me a place to call home?

Of this dire answer,
I have but not a clue,
And I accept that his choice,
Is not something for him I can choose.

Just know that my sails,
Are given fully to the wind,
So that I may be guided by some force,
Down the rightful path that leads to him.

//okay I'm done now...maybe cx sorry it's so long! lol I'm feeling very motivated for this gal.

[|Shyba|]

Would try but I couldn't write poetry to save my life o.o Good luck to everyone to enters!

[Expresso.]

Username: Expresso.
Equid's name: Lyra
Age: 5
Gender: Mare
Height: 14hh
Poem:
The fake, the unreal, the liar
Mimicking the uniqueness of every sound
Repeating the pitches of others. Higher and higher
Even copying a tree falling to the ground

For what?
For fun, for prey or for a mate?

No longer knowing what is and what's not
But when you figure it out, it's too late

{the bird is the lyrebird}

[whisky]

Ahh, I decided I don't need another WME, though this gal is very gorgoues <33