|Reviewed by jude forese
|one cannot capture the velocity the free spirit ... it can only go along for the ride ...
awesome motion of imagery and superb conquest of theme ...
|Reviewed by Aberjhani
|A startling force of nature stands in these lines on two hind legs, neighing at lightning and thunder, and commanding the respect it is so rightfully due. BLACK BEAUTY is, after all, as BLACK BEAUTY does.
|Reviewed by Tinka Boukes
|One touch cookie this one huh???
You go girl!!
|Reviewed by Mr. Ed
|she slid him from her back like a spent phallus,
Wow, she is one tough beauty!
PS Get your radiologist some gloves for Christmas.
|Reviewed by Dale Clark
|You are the "Lone Danger" aren't you Kate. lol
I dig babes in chaps or if that ain't politically
correct then how's about the spent phallus. ;)
|Reviewed by Andy Turner (Reader)
|Booted n suited, not heard that for a while.
Sounds a bit like your in the electric chair....
Keep bein strong danger girl...
|Reviewed by Nordette Adams
|Well, hubba hubba ho ho ho. LOL. Quite a write! Makes me think of a line in my "Island Moors" poem. ;-) You've put the reins on words, that's for sure. Enjoyed this one, Kate.|
|Reviewed by George Carroll
|I felt like the Lone Ranger in this delightful ditty. But the horse rebelled from the kick of my spurs and now I'm a lone stranger.Almost sounded sexual for a moment. You English gals sure have a way with words.|
|Reviewed by Carmen Ruggero
|An incredible piece of writing, Kate. Your command and manipulation of language is uncanny. You're the master of this pony ride and you've done just right!
|Reviewed by Peter Paton
|This is quite a rough ride on an unbroken mare Kate...lols
You sure know how to sit in the saddle in this breathtaking and unbridled composition Kate !!.
Gotta agree with Sage below...spot on
We must not hide our lamp or humour under a bushel
|Reviewed by Sherry Heim
|That's right, the women are smarter!! and in many ways so much stronger, too. I love the wild gallop of this piece, Kate. Leaving nothing to chance, "she seen her opportunities an she took 'em" Great write! Your giddy-ap just keeps getting stronger.
|Reviewed by Paul Williams
|Absolutely awesome imagery Kate, I especially love the last stanza, that was just sublime. All sorts of little jokes and puns are flying through the vast cavity that is my head right now. I fear they are far too risque even for AD. 'Whoa! Horsey...lol Tonto getting giddy' lol...excellent as always dear lady.
Have a Very Merry Christmas and a Wonderful New Year.
|Reviewed by Kenny Moon
|ride on, pegasus! You get better in the saddle with every poem.|
|Reviewed by Sage Sweetwater
|The straight-gay metaphor rides keenly smooth and compliments this kinky, butt-smacking ride from an English female wit, first and foremost what many of the Den members have wanted to say and some have said it! Alrighty then, so thank you for saying it, Kate.
The saddle in which we ride must fit our mind furnishings as well as our anatomy and sexual preference. Some ride soft, some ride hard, some ride Black Beauty both ways in Scotland Yard.
English lass or American lass, both pack a rebellious piece of ass, smack it soft, SMACK IT HARD! Kate, I sell the "chaps" and golden ball gag on my Den site. A little wordplay, a LOT of foreplay, and a hetero roll in the hay. I need to go change my wet boots!
|Reviewed by Felix Perry
|Ohhhhhh sweet Kate I do love it so when you make the comparisons of horses and lovers, and the superiority of female over male is so stunningly erotic that I have to breathe deep to avoid heart damage (just kidding about the heart damage). It is a wonderful poem and you have done a great job with those impressivly strong images and word plays. Well done my little phallus ejector.