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Wild Horses

Wild horses gallop over the fermented lands of the Okanagan in southern British Columbia- toward the mountains- toward the Pacific ocean- It’s a living flight of beauty- a stampede of hearts that pound the land-pulsing- And at the end of the trail in the ocean rain- the necks of the horses rise up like towers of pride establishing(in the thunder with their hierarchy- the order of the wilds-California Blue

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Date: 10/18/2016 11:06:00 PM
VERY GOOD GORDON. SKAT
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Date: 10/14/2016 11:09:00 AM
Hello Gordon, nice to meet you I can picture the wild horses running wild. A beautiful picture. Enjoyed your poem.
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Date: 10/12/2016 10:08:00 PM
You paint a fabulous picture Gordon. It was if I were there.
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