Best Horse Racing Poems

There once was a young jockey called Morse,
   Who gave a nod and a wink to his horse.
   But the horse...

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Have you been to a race with a horse?
There are many who like them, of course.
Who wins?  We don’t know.
We can win, place, or...

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She opened her legs then hopped up on it

She gripped it tight then sat down on it

He started to move so she began to ride...

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watching you without knowing
it's all there
how I adore you.
I am in this body for a while
and I never had a better angle
as I have with...

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In a horse life.We can play with a burlap feed
bag, an empty milk jug, or chew on the barn stall
door.Just to kill some time, or...

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Flickering hazel eyes flecked with cataract silver, glittering this way and that. 
Eyebrows high and a piercing pupil saying
'Move this ing thing, lest I punch...

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You can watch others playing games 
And that can be lots of fun I claim 
Watching basketball for some folks is great 
But some prefer...

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Here we are in the spring month of May.
It’s late afternoon on the month’s first Saturday.
Lo and behold, we have another Derby Day.
The annual Running...

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Hot Springs is where I live, in Arkansas
The foothills of The Ozark Mountain Range
For centuries the springs were the big draw
As people came in hopes...

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The Great Race   June 6,2015

Dress is unimportant.
At least today.
I can arrive at the local bar and grill 
in old gardening jeans and t-shirt.

We'll...

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We three sat in the bar
Horse racing on TV
Lets take a gamble said we
As the horse,s  lined up, just three
We all backed a different...

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Horses stand waiting
Some face the wrong way
Jockey's with colours
Astride are they

They await the starter
Who runs up the tape
Equine line up
Await their fate

Sixteen fences
Two circuits ahead
Once...

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I strode in, nose in the air, lofty and proud, 
Through the grand doors of the horses arena.
Standing beside the rusted rail, assessing the parade
For...

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"As other spirits sail on music, mine, oh my love, swim on your perfume." Charles Baudelaire

"Sometimes you find an old bottle from which the soul...

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"Living"

That one-eyed god, 
that strange god
the colour of the sun,
leonine, speaks 
in strange ways to me, 
waking me up
purring seductively,
message received
obliquely through 
the smaller 
sentient...

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