Best Unsaddled Poems

The Unicorn

Once upon a time…
an incredible event occurred that was so sublime.
On a warm summer night many years ago,
awakened by the rhythmic tempo
of hoof beats coming from the yard below,
I peered outside my bedroom window.

There on my lawn I was astonished to see,
a silver-white unicorn...

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Take me again…


Take me… for I am nothing without you
Tease my desires with your fingers a’ wander
Upon quivering flesh, shivering needs cry
All of this is yours, deeply offered, rhythmically played

Bite me… little marks to revisit at dawn
My chest, my thighs, my soul pleads
Drinking of this...

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In the still waters of the morning’s glow, I’ve watched the
Frozen silence as the moon quietly melts away, into the chilling
Warmth of the rising run rays, that slowly spills across the lake shore!
Ever gently the dawn horizon casts mystical colors, blending, bending
The light unto the...

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Will you take a ride with me on an unsaddled pony,
past the dusky copper kettle glow of Gilead pond?
 
Two young, carefree kids wandering barefoot..   
far as we can see the fields stacked in hay, our highway 

The Summer sun we'll chase away...

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She rode unsaddled on the mighty horse.
Her hazel hair flew haphazardly and coarse.
They crossed the rippling river, laughing with flair.
They rode to the ranch, her husband waited there.
Yet she needed his love and climbed quickly upstairs.


Placed  2...

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Run freedom child; keep thy body low amongst the shadows,
Nay never look back, lets hastes speed excel your stride,
For the devil’s steeds ride behind thee, and they’ll show thee
No mercy, run freedom child, run, towards the distant horizon.

Travel beneath the lunar light of the lantern...

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ELAINE’S LIMMERICK

Let me tell you of my sister-in-law Elaine
Whose breasts drive most males insane
With her size double D’s 
They bring men to their knees
Her name’s in the breast hall of fame  

She says being big busted like me
Is not all it’s cracked up to...

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Woke up this morning missing the country way of living,
This city life is just breaking down my stride,
I’m yearning for the rolling rocky mountain highs,
And the deep lush valleys startled by ancient pines!
Sky scraper towers stretching upwards, blocking out
The blue hues of the sky above,...

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On the ocean breeze, my spirit drifts. Then soars through the trees, on a current swift. 
   Through canyons I course, as great mountains stand still. Like an unsaddled horse, my soul has free will. 
   I gaze down far below, as the scenes all play out....

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Sly had him no love for Christmas,
It was just another day—
When the devout celebrated
And weak-willed cowpokes did pray.

Old Sly, he weren’t all that bad—
No, by gosh, he sure was not—
He never did shoot him a man
That he didn’t think need shot. 

Sly Stern was just...

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us deranged poets doubt the day,
if sharp of mind is on display,
or am i somewhere up the creek
looking for to find the leak,
me mentals gone astray...

up the creek with a brain thats addled, 
calamity till im unsaddled, 
or freak

so watch yer back, 4 gross attack...

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yeah, right
there where the flower blossoms
and flags
where mustangs rove the prairie
and two nebulas lose their
virginity in a cheap motel
room where you are an
unsaddled bellhop
flogging a dead
idea....

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O Shaka, my father, my father, fallen
To perfidy of deception
My amputated glory
On the golden glow of autumn
My terminus and my rejection
O Shaka, great Zulu, warrior, chief
Momentous man of destiny
That rode her horse unsaddled
Why did you trust that half hearted brother
After they gospelled him
The missionaries in...

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Running wild propelled by echoes of thunderous hooves clip clopping rhyme

A troop of stallions gallop in assonance over fields of pasture in adnomination

Display streams of collective unconsciousness un-trapped by stirrups and reigns

Apposition knows no boundaries when pairing takes part in euphonic neighing


Here in Nirvana they...

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On a high and scraggy cliff above the soggy sea
There, there my memory drifts, to find the things
That so enamored me. A gull aloft in silent glee
Upon the eye, happy longings and wonder brings
And a child's desire to fly
And a child's desire to fly

The waves...

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