Horse Blank Verse Poems

In those days we had to make do and mend.
Milk bottles we would rinse out and return.
Kellogg’s cartons we collect for children
to cut and paste...

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Home at the Ranch 


Once, I had a big ranch in, Oregon, technically it is still mine
but I have no way to prove it
one day...

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Shopping during the winter trying 
to keep my hands warm by placing 
them in my pockets but how can 
I carry my purse walking down...

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Furry mice

Many years ago, I was in Houston (Texas) to victualize 
a new cargo ship, back then a ship carried a large crew 
for all...

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the past revisited 

He was going back to his home in a tiny village from 
where people congregated living close together and professed to hate...

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A tree in love

By the old road, before it meets a widened way
 in a nearby stands two trees close together
 we can see they...

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Town-horses

In my youth, horse transport -a one-man job 
was still available for shorter journeys, a vanishing business; when the last horse-drawn carriage firm gave up,...

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When it is too late

When I was twelve I lived at a farm milking and looking after cows, but a war had ended and the...

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his face has deep crevices like the grand canyon
I wonder how many ideas dwell in their recesses
blue eyes are alert, I can see his youth...

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Travel to Algarve

Eight boxes in a row in the middle of a grimy room, boxes looking
like each other. What’s in the boxes? The stale air...

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Poor soldier Andrew Jackson who
Attacked the British after peace 
Was signed three weeks before at Ghent.
Unnecessary bravery 
Is no less admirable for that.
He waves to...

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A moment long ago

The farmer said he needed sand for the fenced-in chicken run
Off we went, hooking the cart to our tiny female horse that...

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Wyoming’s wild black stallion was anticipated for days
he had been spotted in the open country on Monday last
we sat on our porch nightly, staring out...

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Guerrilla war in the Athens


Athens a confusing in August, what with the heat and pollution, I had spent the night sitting 
on a park bench,...

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Bloomed there are the starry flowers of life
On the twilight landscape of gold springtime,
The time horse runs far from the wood of Frost
Though the dream...

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