Best Equine Poems

Has this lasagne
 Ever worn a saddle
 Or been ridden in the Melbourne cup?
 I'm Curious as I bought it
 In the supermarket cheap
 When the price of beef was up
 
Though as I sit here looking
 In the paddock next door
 Where a stallion...

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DECK THE STALLS

Deck the stalls with lots of Friesians 
fa la la la la, la la la la

Tis the season to be Freezin
fa la la la la, la la la la

Donned we now our Carhart apparrell
fa la la, fa la la, la la la

Troll the...

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Frosty the Roan Man  
   
Frosty the Roan Man was a jolly, happy soul
with a big wide blaze and a frosted butt
and two eyes made out of Love 

Frosty the Roan Man is a fairy tale they say
but the children cluck he...

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Riders exert steering forces
Horses respond and track courses
For gait-along ease
A dah-dit leg squeeze
Serves steeds and their Morse code sources...

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A Hundred Equine

Hot salty drops trickled into my mouth.
The sun had changed my brown flesh to bright red.
Reflected brilliance passed through squinting eyes.
Faint, I rested in shade eating sweetbread.

I lay my head on a smooth slab of stone.
Thinking.  Resting, in an ancient dwelling.
Dreaming in...

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bony

      pony









For Brian's footle contest...

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Out of the yard
    daughter Bev & me
  on a hot summer day
             of Eighty-three
Hastoe to Cadsden,
there and back
        eight hours in...

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Shaped by and for wind
the free flowing mane
timetables share in 
the horses of the plain

Gallop trot sprint unfold  
climbing breezes oblivion 
stoney story is told 
sculpted in black obsidian

Herds mighty now stampede
on hooves brittle exposed
o’er rocky ground to succeed
the grasses’ tufts unimposed

Crashing prairie like...

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CAT WITH EQUINE TOUCH
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In the realm of my heart, there resides Karen Cook,
A love that enchants, like a well-written book.
Her grace is a melody, a dance of pure bliss,
Her smile like the sun, warming every abyss.

A love story painted with hues of devotion,
Karen's presence alone sparks an endless...

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Standing there,
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Oak leather and loose latigo
Wash wind as saddles sing—
Splashing cool creeks the horses know—
Humming hoofs summers bring. 

Sun sparkles dappled trees ahead
As we now gallop on—
Our eyes are clear and faces red 
As we race to the pond.

We’re twelve years old and full of *****
As...

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Pitching a leg across the nether
Of a pretty appaloosa or possibly
A chestnut bay who needs to know
That she’s being ridden by someone
Who will take her through the paces,
Strides both gentle and regulated
By a walk, a canter, a gallop, a sprint
Where she feels all her steps
Light,...

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Swish tailed Hamish, gloss black Stallion
Proud prize show hero bore blue medallion
Champion head turner tenacious steed

Lonely hoof stomper longed for a companion
Incidence of coinciding reserved to imagine
Narrow minded owners oblivious to his need

High knee haughty mare trotted by his enclosure
Temptation's waft overcame limited exposure
Hamish neighed...

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Majestically standing in the field,
Black coat shiny, bright and sleek,
Pampered and good-natured,
Recently shod to ride,
Comfortable saddle to sit upon,
Whinnied to say "come on",
Spirited  you want to run,
To own and ride a horse is a blessing not a chore,
Treat them right they will be loyal...

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