Best Stirrup Poems

I’m sick of hearing from old Bill that I’m a whimpish sort of bloke,
Because I don’t care for rodeo’s and can’t relate to outback folk,
That...

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Confucius was confusing
speaking of tones in long
ago bones found in a stone
carving of sorts. A King
with legs too short playing
hot!kee indeed.

Hold my sky.the Scribe isn't...

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"I'd bet on Someone Just Like Me", the lovely stranger said.
"I know the odds are long, but I just have this lucky feeling!"
The bookies gave...

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I've always admired 
horses
and I guess I most surely 
always will
No legend without em' 
complete
The unsung heroes of 
any heroic battle

Pony, colt, filly or mare
ride...

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"shhhhh.....shissssssh"
"be quiet"...whispered
"Can you hear that?"
.
.
"What is that sound?"

Is it far...a faraway
train whistle lonesome
from song of mainline?

Is it the soft ting
of the tea kettle 
cooling on...

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Depressed
Stressed
Anxiety from tests
But still well dressed
We must be the best
Although I must confess
That my lack of sleep
Should be more of an interest
Than the books you...

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If humans chirped, chirped, chirped
What would it sound like if they burped?

Would it sound like a chirp-up?
Or like they got their leg caught in a...

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Mother In Law Tree

What if I was to see a certain tree
Appearing in poem written by me
Saying what tree was and was not
Never sweating or...

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You can tell a cowhand by his trappings
  Head to toe.
He’s not a drugstore cowboy 
  who tries to fool you, though.

His boots...

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Although there be some debatin’
‘Bout if ol’ cowboys wear socks—
I can tell you fer a dern fact,
That true cowboys don’t wear Crocs.

They just don’t fit...

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final dismount, final ride
pasture waits for dappled roan
girth mark of the lonely byways
lather from the battles flown
dew eyed weary, spinal backed
stumble step'd and nostril blown...

stirrup...

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"Our horses are well-trained and subdued!", blared the stable sign!
That made a lot of horse-sense to me and suited me just fine.
I'm not an equestrian...

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Much more than 'Georgia on my mind,' forever in my heart,
'Blue shadows on the trail' can not defeat
The beauty of her day or days on...

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Phantoms

In male six, psychiatric ward at night
 there live ten patients burning bright,
 their thoughts are with their missing 
 mums, while eager for breakfast...

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one leg in the stirrup
swing the other leg over the top
ride off into the sunset...

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