Horse Bereavement Poems

Long the silence in his crib 
Where happiness once bloomed.
Draped in black are closed white doors
Of his empty nursery room.
No longer does his hobby horse...

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When it is too late

When I was twelve I lived at a farm milking and looking after cows, but a war had ended and the...

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Apoplectic curmudgeon fumbles...

Jumpstarting outstanding undertaking...
bringing jouncy, spectacularly crafted,
nuanced, zesty, noteworthy, creatively
spirited enlightened written poem.

This raggedy man doth inconsolably weeps
kept rudely awake whilst disobedient sheep
incur wrath...

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Beyond the mourning of bereavement

Today marks fourth anniversary of tragic deaths
an aching breaking heart – mine
remembers four extinguished breaths.

(dashed – not while riding off
in a...

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The Ballad of Love Distorted 

The horse’s ears flicker in silent rebuke
His rider is tense, taut, confused. 
Raw frost shining in soft silver rhythm 
And...

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It is with sadness and long remorse
That we entertain this curse of course
It’s most absurd, and that’s the rub
Introducing the twenty seven club

Each decade we...

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Nestled back from the bank
of the neighboring lake,
along a winding, pine-lined road,
stood a tall, majestic farmer's barn 
and his wife, he adored.

Otto, a German Farmer,
came...

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My contingency measure in case of…götterdämmerung

A scenario unfolds
more abominable among
any previous warring factions,
his wicked weltanschauung
charred effigies futilely hung
against regime of brutality
considerably more unbearable
than infestation of...

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" You saw my tomorrow, seated on your yesterday's laps,
Dirty-duty rusty and arrogance humming, 
Bathing in the smokes of marijuana, basking it malodor, 
Yet, you...

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Looking back, one thing comes clean-glass clear
you were always there for me subduing every fear.

I tried to do my duty, be a husband strong and...

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For Tolulope Arotile

Men that choose to be warriors do not die
Women who earn warrior badges live forever 
And death, though dreadful and inescapable 
Cannot wipe...

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Empty nest syndrome, plus lapsed romances revisited...
courtesy Matthew Scott Harris
sentimental memorialized mental archive

No matter mine eldest daughter
(born December 22nd, 1996)
starred circa within storied
Matthew Scott Harris...

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It is time to leave us now

In life of passage we are blessed with an unspoken connection 
His destiny quivering in my hands as the...

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Oh,  young lad stolas steed climbs up to heaven, please;
 Look down, toward ground hang onto your steed;
 Heaven bound horse ridden carousel rides...

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Ice say... water we dew wing to planet Earth?

Tis appalling *****sapiens legacy,
the future survival of species can ill afford
hence we must not dodge and...

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