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Broken Horses

We long for relationships
that know no borders,
in which hearts can roam free,
frolicking with each other,
and galloping at will
through fields and streams
in broad daylight,
and spontaneous affections
can nuzzle unrestrained.

Yet on our humble ranch,
it is the broken horses
that we so often ride.
Connections become curtailed
that once headed for the horizon,
by trial and error taught
to shield certain wounds
and mind necessary fences,
in many a peculiar pasture.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2015




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Date: 3/27/2015 11:10:00 PM
great metaphor here....we keep the fences repaired on those we care about, SuZ
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Date: 2/2/2015 6:07:00 PM
G'day Carol... I guess we are all expected to conform like 'broken horses' in the system these days. Very nice poem Carol. Lindsay
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Carol Mays
Date: 2/3/2015 1:10:00 AM
Thanks, Lindsay. I've enjoyed your poems, also. Carol
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Carol Mays
Date: 2/3/2015 1:10:00 AM
Thanks, Lindsay. I've enjoyed your poems, also. Carol
Date: 1/28/2015 11:23:00 AM
Very beautiful pen Carol! A 7 from me!Enjoyed your reading your excellent piece, wow! so much truth about it and some so sad, my dear friend!:) Love and hugs! Xxxx D. ^O^"
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Date: 2/3/2015 1:15:00 AM
Thanks, Dorian. I'm glad you liked the poem. I commented on one of your poems, also. Carol