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A Day at the Races

manes plastered down quarter-horses put through their paces lightning-like, whips crack the air puddles mirror rainbows sunshine peeks from clouds hands folded around cash spectators pray to gods unknown

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Bill Baker

Date: 12/6/2023 5:45:00 PM

Excellent imagery! You made it real, gw. BB

Suzanne Delaney

Date: 12/5/2023 4:31:00 AM

Hey Gershon: Anything with horses and I’m there. I do like this one. Love your closing line. SuZ

Jerry Brotherton

Date: 12/4/2023 6:36:00 PM

And they're off... feels like I'm trackside. Of course, I'll lose again.

Gershon Wolf
Date: 12/4/2023 8:09:00 PM

Again?! ... Hmm. You've burst my bubble, Jerry. ~ Mr. Ed

John Lawless

Date: 12/4/2023 5:15:00 AM

give me 10 on Blue Stockings in the fifth

Gershon Wolf
Date: 12/4/2023 10:34:00 AM

Blue Stockings just withdrew. Been replaced by a filly named Pink Lung. Wanna go with her? ~ H. Andy Kapper

Sara Etgen-Baker

Date: 12/4/2023 4:38:00 AM

I felt like I was actually at the races because of your imagery. I especially liked puddles mirror rainbows...beautiful! The last line was powerful. Thanks for this lovely poetic creation, Gershon. Nicely done...have a splendid day, Sara

Tom Cunningham

Date: 12/4/2023 2:43:00 AM

The sport of kings they say, well I'm no king and I'm not parting with my hard earned cash lol. Tom