Bareback Poems - Poems about Bareback

...Imagination nude liquored and lacquered lips ember-breathing phoenix ..lighter fluid magic when let loose near a flame.. combustible thigh-highs when moonshine-high is nigh— the moon she bathe......Read the rest...

...you circle each word red, you enjoy the correcting - “read” the riding crop dropped words race away in your inner world dark stallions no bridle nor bit bareback the beautiful ......Read the rest...

... "Inside the Winter Wild" Inside the Wild, Winter races towards Time like a runnaway train it’s shadowy and dark, yet, inside Winter, the wild keeps wit......Read the rest...

...The soft clip-clop of the horse echoed amongst the dark fir trees. The tall man rode bareback along the winding path of the forest. Resting on his leathery gauntlet sat an alert hawk, listeni......Read the rest...

...I'm not on the cusp; I'm made of the first decan Can't stop on a dime; it's a fully loaded train Emotions flow next to the blood; in every vein So all the tricks they tried; did nothing; had ill......Read the rest...

...Encomium for cumulative collection of trash The pyromaniac within yours truly beckons sacrificial ritual mine burning (man's) sacred plastic bags of rubbish (comprised of: hairs combed, ditto......Read the rest...

...Stricken with turbulence at about seventy two inches Yours truly issuing a deafening rebel yell bursting forth with such might courtesy cooking under pressure analogous to volcanic upswell, fo......Read the rest...

...A wall with our unified attack together we can take anything down; Even naked riding horses bareback; A big city in sync with a small town, sane but a bit twisted with anarchy; This rebellion......Read the rest...

...Trapped within a bud of a thorny rose Escaping and running into the night with you - where to nobody knows Broken and bareback - we ride 'til we weep Forever still watching my back - the demons wi......Read the rest...

...NEW YORK NEW YORK AGAIN When I go to the Service as soon as I get up I listen to Frank Sinatra's song “New York New York” The city that never sleeps, as me And I with pleasure, like Liza Minnel......Read the rest...

...I received a comment on my post I attempt exposure once again Shall I perish by others' words? Rein in heartbeats like a strict handler Or ride the bronco bareback? Awakened from depression on......Read the rest...

...Guerrilla war in the Athens Athens a confusing in August, what with the heat and pollution, I had spent the night sitting on a park bench, looking at a white wall lit by moonlight, waiting for......Read the rest...

...lover's lane express bareback seat bronco busters rodeo for two......Read the rest...

...It was a quaint little shop Looking strangely out of place And the owner was a hermit With a crinkled young old face. He was a man of distinction Of health hearty and hale, Had looked a Haggi......Read the rest...

...To become an equestrian first-class Jerry had to learn to ride on the grass He took off the saddle The equus skedaddled Poor Jerry! He thought 'bareback' meant bare-hass......Read the rest...