Today There Are No Eyes On Me
...Today there are no eyes on me,
a puzzling curiosity!
Whilst riding through the town most days
so many eyes are wont to gaze -
admirers of my fine fetlocks;
my handsome withers, hooves and hock...
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Categories:
fetlocks, history, horse,
Form: Rhyme
Trapper's Fears
...Small train of pack horses walking slow,
five of them, to be precise,
on the shore of this rock-choked river,
opposite where I make my way.
Led by three men wearing buckskin,
one is Injun, mus...
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Categories:
fetlocks, conflict, fear, history, imagery,
Form: Blank verse
Horses
...Fine tussled forelock hides unbridled pain
from stifle-lameness acknowledged too late,
withering lesser those few that remain
watching as Stormcloud takes one final gait.
Soft ...
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Categories:
fetlocks, horse,
Form: Quatrain
Done Droving
...Done Droving
The sliprails are down the horses are gone ,………(sliprails slide in rail gate in rail yard)
goose neck spurs all covered in rust.
My Quartpot is bent i`ve left the Ballonne…(Quartpot h...
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Categories:
fetlocks, angstme, old, water, city,
Form: Rhyme
Three Blind Men and a Horse
...Three blind men, as in the elephant fable,
examined a horse in a roadside stable.
The owner said to the blind men then,
“Guess what it is and ten dollars win.”
The first exclaimed while strokin...
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Categories:
fetlocks,
Form: Quatrain