Horse racing funral poem for directors and celebrants
A 10 verse poem is available at the foot of the page..

A poem can express innermost emotions after the loss of a loved one or friend.
My poetry is written to be gently uplifting and evocative, reminding the reader or listeners of the loved one or friend’s joy of horse racing as a professional or hobby.
My poems have been very well received at both church and crematorium services, by funeral directors and celebrants, and add a very personal accolade.

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Poems can be personalised with the names, dates and words of your choosing, up to a maximum of 50 characters (including spaces). 

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 Digital Download – 6 verses £14.95
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Shadowed flowing equine silhouettes outlined on Newmarket 
gallops softened by dawn’s white gold sunrise,
the wide linear road bordered with immaculate hedging and white
pole railings under cloudless cornflower blue skies.

Impatient milling horses walk in circles waiting to be loaded by
handlers, the metallic clang of the starting gate,
the jockey and saddle weighed on large silver scales in the weighing
room, the lead in the saddlecloth adjusting the weight.

The diligent race by race analysis of the small black print of horses’ 
historical form studied at length the evening before,
evaluating each individual runner, the type of race, the soft to
heavy ground, the favourable low number of the draw.

On a tranquil summer’s day, the evocative smell of traditional 
black hoof oil as the parading horses walk past,
the five to two second favourite, unappreciative of the hard ground 
is eased towards the finishing post, comes in last.

The racecourse stewards’ formal enquiry of the jockey and trainer
as to how an incident filled race was run,
on a frosty January day, white misty plumes of breath from the  
equine runners, when the exhilarating race is done.

Opposite the main stand, an exciting duel for the red and white
finishing post, the two leaders matching stride for stride,
a two year old inexperienced debutante beginning to tire, drifting
and going sideways at the course’s rail rather wide.

As the sprung orange elongated starting tape across the course 
recedes, pairs of binoculars and heads are raised,
the first horse past the finishing post in the winner’s enclosure, 
being washed down and happily praised.

The large crowds, excitement and glamour of the eminent flat 
and jump festivals throughout the racing year,
with debonair top hat and tails, stylish dresses with designer hats, 
a traditional dress code to which many racegoers adhere.

The courses’ groundsmen levelling brown birch hurdles and replacing 
hoof shaped divots in the oval track’s manicured grass,
the multicoloured twisted braid and bright circular shaped numbered
 racecourse badge of an annual member’s pass.

The bustle of a crowded betting ring, watching a race develop across 
the course, the sport of kings you loved so dear,
whenever I see a meeting or hear the commentary of horse racing,
this brings you ever closer, brings you ever near.