Best Gallops Poems

A Golden Steed Gallops

A golden steed gallops in my dreams as of late
 echoing sounds of my so darkly imagined fate
 chastising my wicked deeds...

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Sometimes words just aren't enough 
to capture all of the magic that surrounds 
the spill of the rainbow after a good storm 
the twinkles that...

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Down the gradient of meandering verdant valley
Draining down the dregs of the fading dusk
Beyond the threshold of the wild woods thick
My white stallion gallops in...

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Earth element of wind, elusive to exploring eyes,
a gaseous, gusty ghost, she gyrates- gallops gallantly.
She bashes, bends, and bobs the branches of each bush and...

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On the black stallion of death,
Its red crimson eyes pierce through the night,
And the hell's beast breathes its hot brazen breath
Blazing against the darkness's chilling...

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I feel your anxious pivot to create
We flow the same irresolute way,
Often in raging storms
And sometimes in playful gallops
We see ahead 
That path onto the...

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without faltering

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The White Stallion Arrives


The White horse came in so very fast
with purpose and great deeds to last
Arriving in a spirited tour de force
evil alerted, took...

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Alone figure stands, 
On sunsets rock.
Summers hot breezes brush,
Against bare skins flesh.
Stalking the ageless path.
Behold histories Indian brave, 
Man, and horse intertwined.
Symbiotic beings joined,
They are...

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The moon is full and white, and chill, this night, 
it cascades past my open window sill, 
and all the color fades to dark from...

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A poor Pegasus dreams
Of soaring freely in the sky
And to graze on the mountains
With her friends, she would fly.

She awakes with a stutter
Each and every...

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The moon is full and white, and chill, this night, 
it cascades past my open window sill, 
and all the color fades to dark from...

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I’d like too invite all to be my guest
a dine of mindfulness and rhyme digest 
a week of conflict now victory blessed 
standing united to...

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A windswept meadow neath an ambling Apollo lone journey,
Witnessed the efforts of a crowd studded web of twinkling wished upon stars,
Lose its envious magic that...

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TICK TOCK TICK TOCK

We can never catch up with the 
Clock and time,
No matter the length of this 
Solar rhyme,
The sun rises in the east...

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