Steeple Chases

As brake the legs to always stay,

in the middle of the neigh,

up with bucks to land in came,

wilds are the hands of same.

Taught by wiser beasts of game,

ancient bleeds in games of reads,

the cellular ride in the tie,

to the Bones in fact of dye.

Creative designed in each a kind,

'round & 'round the voice of nigh,

all to gallop the open lies,

banks of difference to three stride bye!!

In the take-off the spot is clear,

balanced seat is all but dear,

for should you muster the wrong typed gear,

the fall becomes the dumping steer.

To the Wire the Flag is heard,

photo-finish is nothing burned,

bulbs that flash to show the dash,

so fast, so quick, it's steady last.

Than the burst of heavy hards,

through the lanes of horses are,

left to right to center par,

just before you let go the star,

checks and balances shortened stirrups,

straps of leather cropped insurgence,

feel the stride increase the bye,

now the mud is in your eye.

Numbered Rides