Best Horseback Poems

The air was thin and icy.
It was dark and cold outside.
A blanket of snow covered the ground.
The footprints in the snow led the way.
We loaded the bus one-by-one as if we were animals entering Noah’s Ark.
Statuesque beings sat motionless in their seats.
Twenty pairs of eyes...

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Let’s go horseback riding; it will be fun!
I say “I don’t want to.”
She keeps hounding me.
I say “Do you want me to lie?”
I finally lie.

Because I fell off a horse
When I was five
When I was eight
When I was thirteen.
None of these times was fun....

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It was just before sunset in an early spring. Three horseback riders, 
by chance, came together in the field by the wood and were having conversation. They were a lady and two gentlemen, well dressed, in horse riding outfits.

“How are you Ophelia?” The man in...

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HORSEBACK DECIDING 

I recall that laughter, that happiness and smile
she made the sunshine seem dull and not nearly so bright
I make myself remember but only for a while
because the memory of her turns day into night

we laughed together by a fire on the beach
and sang...

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Aborigines on horseback wading
Addicted to the wilderness they trek. 
Through still waters where crocodiles are king,
Their horses chomping at the bits, stiffed neck.
Oh land, kangaroos and wombats grazing.
They seek thrills and thrive on adventures deck.
Two men fearlessly explore nature’s hand.
Knowing in their hearts, their future...

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I rode down yonder cobbled street,
On stones that clattered ‘neath my horse’s feet;
Till we reached a grand lampstand,
That marks the place that ends the land
Where city street meets country lane,
And horses ride in summer’s rain.

Out on the lane with fleet of foot,
We rode a path...

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As men on horseback chase their glory,
they slow to cross a peaceful river
each one breathes in outback adventures
surrounded by trees whispering their names
they slow to cross a peaceful river
memories rush in of hunted prey
surrounded by trees whispering their names
their lungs fill with the breath of...

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Mad Mary, Mad Max, Larry and Frog, 
The known mad folk in this town,
Are the people the locals all know about, 
Because they’re always seen walking around,

Wearing a worn out top hat, a torn dress of rag, 
Pushing a trolley of junk,
Not homeless nor poor,...

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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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A ninety foot nymph in a circus bath can bathe admirably at dusk but upon rising the tidal splash brings forth many cackling crabs. Digging and dropping. Drinking and DOING. Such is the efforts of a 1 centimeter oink. Defecation is best done in the...

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i ordered at the bar in archbishop's rig

two pork sausages
baked beans
strawberry bear fruit snack
orange juice
meat free burger
r white's raspberry lemonade
bangers and mash
pepsi 
corn wheels 
hotdog 
peppercorn sauce
one wobbly sausage sandwich

on returning to my table
i overheard the barman 
'a fool he was, a fool he'll always...

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There once was a cowboy from Nevada.
He wore a barf bag as a bandana. 
When he rode on his horse,
his sickness grew worse,
and his intestines flared with melena....

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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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On horseback, he seemed taller
At 6’4”, he wasn’t really smaller
Than those who wore a white-collar
Going through life to make a dollar

In the picture, he didn’t have a hat
But I kept seeing him in his habitat
Where a cowboy hat on his head sat
He was an amazing...

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Desire overcomes my fear
I ride to her through the night
Night’s coldness upon my face
Nothing can stop me
...

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