Best Bridle Poems

THE BRIDLE OF LOVE

Put on the bridle of love, or the dark places
Will inhabit your soul like a dream of plunder:
Put on the bit of desire, lest the old faces
Merge in passionate moments and betray wonder.

You pledge only with the combat of the hours
Your words fall in the silence, like coins jingling
Into the hand of...

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My brother liked to steal my cloze
I said I like too wear my socks two

He had a girlfriend named rose
That he'd bring home when our parents were aweigh

He'd say to her "I love you deer"
And give her a flour or to

One day I said "I want a girl that listens to medal"
He laughed and told...

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They started with a puddle,
And ended with a maple.

View of river when sunset.
And them being the modest.

Beautiful not to look beyond it.
But hard to read through it.

Wondering what can be their bridle,
Where, melancholy is the only disciple....

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Get the bridle

aint suicidal, babe get the bridle,
 i have to go a riding on me little horse today,
aint no infidiadel aint no Bobby Ridedell,
but me dials a little idle, needs a shave this half a day,

a terrifying slip halfway,
 tween knees n hips,
an im sloshing in between  an some betwixt,
with this cursing poor...

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Eagerness 
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     The harness digs into tender, wounded flesh.  
Growth has exceeded our bonds and makes them uncomfortable…painful. 
     Only then do we notice, realize, the bit in our mouth.
 Friction inducing sores around raw, skinless lips. 
Only then do we see the driving reins that...

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Bridle The Tongue
Written: by Miracle Man
May 26 2021

A protest of any kind alters thinking,
not always supporting a protesters cause.
With signs, in number, they vehemently shout,
and until meeting with force this trend won’t pause.

Because a loud squeaking wheel always gets grease,
and this is causing present day to look bleak.
The tongue, a small member, defiles our body,*
because...

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Bridle

Hardships of the mind
Twist.  Tangle.  Unwind.

Sanity not found.
Souls forever bound.
Stop and look around.
Sometimes words confound.
Sing.  Hope.  Be thee free.
Birds fly tree to tree.
Clouds in Heaven see.
Christ like victory.
Man, bring hatred down.
Hear God whisper sound.
Put on thy white gown.
Let angels surround.

Bridle hardened minds.
Inspiration finds.

 © Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen
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