Best Horseshoe Poems

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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Every couple 'a years or so 
Our family reunites
It takes a couple 'a years or so
To recover from the fights

A family like our'n
Doesn't party like...

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A horse that runs wild and free
 Enjoys freedom with each stride
    No saddle on his withers be
 No grazing muzzle as...

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Dug deep down inside
and pulled out the memory file
about being a child
with my family for
a rare outing at Jones Beach,
we were all there with
my Moms...

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Moonshine, diesel fumes, and chicken wire. 
Laundry hangin’ on the line. 
Bible open to the Book of Job. 
Backyard thick with prickly pine.

Jacket pocket full...

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DEVIL'S HIDDEN RANCH

Coyote howl, dogs growl
Gunshots, dead cow
Red barn left unlock
Horseshoe upon death's door
Tequila in a cup
Salt of cocaine, shadows of insanity
Guitar string, sad song
Bandit...

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Clink clank clink clank clink clank
slow steady pace, metal hitting pavement
pausing when you pause
following you home, the man is bones

and a tie, top hat, tails,...

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I left my hometown and didn't much look back,
headed southward bound in my Cowboy Cadillac,
arrived at this store to grab me some snacks,
Yea, they're right...

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I made a wish for you today
But it didn't seem to be enough
So to make sure my wish came true
I tried some other stuff

I tried...

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army, bunking buds
good days, drowning deep before my eyes
never to sleep a sleepless night again
God resting every sobbing soul,
His head up high, 
like a horseshoe...

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Where sunless river weeps and waves into the deep
 Please awake me not as I sleep very charmed sleep.
 Have many a names in different...

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Horses are in oblivion 
     Preferred man-friendly animal since evolution 
     Today, bit lost in mechanised, chip...

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The beach gathers its dead. Thousands of horseshoe crabs
come home on the full moon’s tide. Their courting dances, 
scrawled with claw and carapace in the...

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I have never been lucky enough
to come upon a four leaf clover....
maybe they only grow in Ireland.

Find a penny, pick it up,
and all day you...

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Florence McLane

1889 – 1902


Psst… over here!
My toppled tombstone is the one 
With the somber seraph carrying a cross.
My grave is the one that no one...

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