Best Gallup Poems

The nights were long
and my days seem short
had to do something
so I left my port

A one-way ticket
on a greyhound bus
a compelling journey
inner feeling must trust

first stop,Durango
high in the Rockies
a couple of days hiking
loud thunder was shocking

Next stop,was Gallup
from here,began my walk about
unsure of destination
first step...

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Written in summer of 1976.


I used to eat my lunch with groups
of businessmen from Campbell Soups.

We drank a drink at lunch each day
Of Coca-Cola mixed with hay

And talked of pending corporate plans
And willow-haired orangutans.

I spent a lot of time this way
At doing things that were...

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I will not be dismissed as a dunce,
lumped together by Gallup or Luntz.
I will get out and vote
without need to emote
and defy every pollster for once....

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As from his Book of Rules He read,
“Tsk-tsk tsk-tsk, St. Peter said.

So PICKED up I my bags and left
For that damnéd lower cleft.

I stomped away then turned and paused.
How much fuss had my fib caused?

A pardon'd come if I'd just wait.
Saint Pete just smiled then...

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some-tin-can-tan-man 
playing in the sand
with paper tigers
  a bear with many tentacles
red everywhere
	in the skies
  clouds streaming down
hispeed downsload online power lines
  pavement-red trees ripe for slicing
 and many motored mobiles moving
i see these incessant seas of disease
in roving throes of twos...

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Now who would of thought the thoughts that would truly get the mind lost in fragile thought?
 So much on our known life, 
about unknown death when we laugh at others but at ourselves we really cry, 
in our very own hidden truth lies, 
amongst...

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Walk along a fearfully tight rope sign a signature, 

Hate but love your job like a cast of a shadow of a doubt, 


Win a lottery ticket but in effort's of taxes is it a single, 

Signature void of time pity a thought, 


Line, mass,...

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THE PONY RIDE
I'm going for a pony ride
to gallup through the countryside
and if you'd like to ride with me
I'm sure there's bound to be
a pony just for you.

I'm going to the county fair
and we can ride our ponies there
if you'd come to the fair with...

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As I gallup my steed
amongst towering elm and snowy birch
jump hurdle like equestrian
over fallen cedar and trickleling brook
in urgency I ride return
bursts of wind the sod does fly
'neath thundering hoofs from spurred flanks
my hard charger senses my determination

My lady fair,why do I think of you...

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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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The equestrian climbs
atop the painted colt.
Avoiding a saddles restrictions
she rides the horse bareback
to combine their energies, 
making them as one.

The thoroughbred begins to trot.
Gradually increasing the pace. 
Each step, each movement 
becomes an extension of the rider. 

From trot, to canter, to gallup.
As the thoroughbred...

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Merman in a tide pool
Mermaid of my mind
 
Gallup me unicorn
Center my centaur
 
Mysticism in myth
Is it real?
Not now, but maybe before 
 
Once a unicorn
Today I canter
Towards my destiny
 
Now a maiden
Washing her hate away
In the waves
 
Roll me tight, ocean ******
Salvation is in...

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I am now addicted to poetry soup.
Not because of its comments and
contest,but because of poetry's truth.
I enjoy sharing with you poetry's soup.
In a cold world full of lies and truth.

So every day in poetry soup
i mix peas,carrots,fleshy words,
scallops and on my poetic write
for all of...

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Racing the dark from Albuquerque to Flagstaff
  old questions trailed behind me

The highway marked with broken dreams 
  of searchers long ago

As Gallup filled my rearview mirror
  the sun reached out and grabbed me

My last horizon dropping fast
  —the finish line...

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Amazing Grace how sweet the sound
Harmony of Heaven
Spiritual tact
A Soul rose and soared far beyond the eyes to see
Beyond loving hearts
Pearly Gates a wait
Accompanied by a Driver, White Horse and Carriage
Pure and Secrete
Onward to everlasting life
Every horse Gallup establishing every step walked on Earth
The pain...

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