Best Herd Poems

As the sun rises
a young pioneer saddles his ride.
Mounting his horse
his young bride
his love as he rides
Off to find his herd.
 His proud mare  
goes through the prairie
next to his barb wire.
He wonders in his mind
how far have they strayed.
How many day
must I ride....

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     crack of winter ice
  hoofsteps halt hearing the warn
     river takes a breath...

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Each year
I met September
with its calico seals of Samhain
slain in a fair death 
and bled by symptoms of naked hours
and loneliness.

I shivered with
a strange dread, 
not of predator or prey
but the threat 
of being siphoned too deeply,
into a predictable, mass identity.

I found myself swathed 
in...

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I need to win the Powerball
For my house is getting small
It's not exactly what I prefer
It's just the size of my elephant herd

Ceramic, glass, plaster and wood
Plush, wax, cloth and plastic
The number of my herd is fantastic
My pachyderm collecting is understood

At first it wasn't about...

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Often I hear people complain about the simplest of things
In seemingly going insane with the little details life brings
Perhaps it's the traffic or a long line at the grocery store
Just take your own pick for I know there are a lot more

When we have so...

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Waves pushed a torrent of power and might.
Against the tiny creature seemingly lost in the night.
With only the moon to navigate her path,
Little seahorse galloped—
	Giddy up—giddy up—
Hungry suitors let her pass, tonight peace without wrath.

Hippocampus—was her genus, a clever equine design.
Upright she rocked, the shallow...

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My pride is not of presidents
their monuments or halls,
I’m proud of the nation’s people
the working class with balls.

Owned forever by the bank
with interest rates so cruel,
looking in the showrooms
at things that make them drool.

Clothes are off the rack
never owning a new car,
taking home a case...

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A herd of pigs was locked in the walls,           
They can't go over to see the outside truth
And can't make a free walk           

Did they...

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To Follow The Lord's Herd


These poems are not my words
I am just one following his herd
There was a time 
When I would have balled up in fright
If I knew someone was reading 
what I had to write
It seems I was as far away as one...

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To follow the herd is absurd,
Shout,holler and scream;
If you want to be heard?
                               --- Princefreakasso
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I never really enjoyed being with the herd
Sitting back watching i always preferred.
From within my mind I learned to find.
What makes us tick and what makes us turn
What makes the fire within us burn.
People are stupid it's easy to see
Yes I include even me.

We're told...

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                      Being a rooster in a chicken coop is not easily
             ...

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Migrating boulders,
Drink in a placid basin:
Shepherd by the light....

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In Pre-school Johnny Hurd got up and spoke
Yesterday, I saw a flock of cows;
                      "Herd"
         ...

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Along the roads of grassy fields 
where thousands of sheep flit from
Astray from the flock, flouting,
fleeing with fear
blindly following.

Driven through the streets of London
at the Barnet fair to the farmers there.
But the way,     takes an insalubrious plot.
Sheer confusion along the countryside
sets...

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