Neigh Problem – Sunday Photo Fiction

AnElephantCant be a human
He is glad to be AnAnimal of course
But he is not a gnu
Or a cute kangaroo
And his ears are too big for a hedgehog or a horse

This is a weekly invitation to write a short piece of fiction (c. 150 words) based on a photo prompt (below) provided by Alastair.
Just click on the link to see some exciting equine epics in response to this week’s excellent prompt.
But please first cast an eye over AnElephant’s nagging narrative.

Copyright Al Forbes

Copyright Al Forbes

Neigh Problem

Ah, the charges I have led.
And the warriors I have carried.
All the greats of my regiment for almost a decade.
I was the most powerful charger of my time, which is why the great fighters sat astride me.
I bulldozed the puny enemy aside, leaving my man to skewer their riders with mighty thrusts of his Cavalry sword.
My ancestors routed thousands of the enemy, in battles across Europe, and as far as the Middle East.
I am very aware of my place in history, for my great-something-grandfather was at Balaclava in 1854.
He, of course, led the heavy cavalry, so was not involved in that monumental disaster.
Do you know that the Light Brigade lost over 300 horses that day, due to the stupidity and arrogance of their generals?
And so I led us into the Battle of Cambrai, in 1917.
Things were different by then.
This was the first ever great tank battle.
We were becoming obsolete in warfare.
I certainly was, after that shell exploded.
But I was held in such high honour that they brought me home.
And stuck my head up on this wall.

About AnElephantCant

An artist/writer/poet combination whose blogs reflect an approach to life that celebrates nature and takes a tongue-in-cheek view of most issues. So you get rhymes and doodles, photographs and comment. Irreverent and irrelevant. Occasionally funny, sometimes serious, mostly pointless. https://anelephantcant.me/
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17 Responses to Neigh Problem – Sunday Photo Fiction

  1. I own a horse who owns a horse. Teddy, a dressage-trained Morgan Palomino, thinks of Mikaela his Thoroughbred Knucklehead in those terms, anyway. Pampered and privileged, a promising filly until she baulked at the starting gate and got sent to the knacker, she was simply too pretty to become petfood. Teddy’s “running mate” since her rescue almost 20 years ago, she’s never been ridden since (she’ll throw herself on her back at the sight of a butterfly or a falling leaf). They roam 100 acres together in retirement and bring me peace. I bring them carrots. A fair exchange.

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  2. Francesca Smith says:

    I sense War Horse when reading this. Wonderfully written, and I like the history woven into it too.

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  3. It made me sad because of what humans have made horses go through throughout the years. The end was shocking but truly was the perfect ending to this sad tale of wars and animal cruelty.

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  4. emmylgant says:

    Terriffic story.
    Sobering tale to be sure with that ending!
    I like the voice you used and the tone of an old warrior.
    Totally believable.

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  5. Dear Elephant,

    You made me gasp at the end. This piece made me think of War Horse. Lovely writing as usual. And you know how I feel about history. 😉

    Shalom,

    Rochelle

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  6. phylor says:

    Loved the twist at the end! Love all the historical references, too. Great story.

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  7. Steve Lakey says:

    A great, and chilling twist!

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