Horse Elegy Poems

Becky, the Queen
Of the Riding School,
You will be missed
But not forgotten.

Becky, the best horse 
I’ve ever ridden,
Always doing what you
Were asked right away.

Becky, a beautiful...

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A portrait of you

When I wake up in the morning
From the night shadows yearning.
And the final star going out of sight
I saw a portrait of...

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Nature holds the rope

I remember that Thursday
Crystallized in my mind
Like all the intense moments of my life
At the doctor’s with my wife

She had a heart
Why...

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Friday, June twenty first, two 
thousand nineteen at eleven fifty 
four ante meridian eastern daylight
time finds Earth's North Pole tilted 
closest toward sun. This demarcates...

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That Fateful Night……
The nightfall makes my mind to shudder with fear,
I remember that night crystal clear,
I was approaching to attend a knock on the door,
I...

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They stood there by the shadows
Two vagabonds should you call, 
One was a man of honour
The other a mongrel small; 

The winter sun was setting
Twilight...

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Wrenched, yowling ' Pain I'm in'
buffered th' whisperer to begin
eyes defying whispers of grass
carried the inside pain an rash
mildly bowed to th' whisperer's heart
an cold...

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Portugal on my Mind 
The nature so lush I felt like a horse I had to feel my eyes
With beauty and scent
 left the asphalted...

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Between First Cause and Final Effect
swells and ebbs Time's echoing life
regenerating across mountainous valleys
from Alpha's thoughtful 
revolving last Omega feelings,
Yang redeeming Yin's reiterating double-bound investment,
in...

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Everything was set and plans were made
The two Musketeers would become three
The day you finally came
But it all went wrong in the blink of an...

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Death’s fair haired blue-eyed boy
Rode his white horse into the West.

Where they stepped the flowers
Trembled in the earth.

A sign?  A significant coincidence?
Like meeting death...

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Our great Balboa has left the hillock bare
And two waters converge in evening mist
Where from our vision he made us stare
As the divided dimensions rose...

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her kisses were glacial...honest
she devoured every star on which she rode
at times, amber spirits would peal the veneer
expose the pulp of her mind...scarred...
one night the...

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Up above the filmament,

Appeared a cloud of racing horse,

Like a plague of locust,

Stunting down and down in stallion.

 

As the trampling sounds of trumpet sounds,

The...

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Who threw water on the wick?
Who, as restless and trapped
can survive in this necropolis?
Trumpeting down the walls
that are not of Jericho.
Trumpeting down the walls
that besiege...

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