April Horse Poems

I, Mustang, am the stuff of legends
               Roaming the Northwestern badlands...

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A horse and mule move through the heat and sun
Along the dry desert sands below the deep blue sky
Waiting and watching nearby on some cacti...

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Looking back, one thing comes clean-glass clear
you were always there for me subduing every fear.

I tried to do my duty, be a husband strong and...

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I tried all the painted horses going round-  round,
with the carousel music . . . a sweet sound;
in time, I was given my...

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Why try to write like somebody else,
by others passion driven

A watered down copy, trespassing free,
to alien words you’re smitten

A copycat artist who mimics the sounds,
your...

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From the carnival circle race goes off the course
the vintage carousel of bobbing corralled horse,
galloping skyward from the field of fiesta fair
through the music of...

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A brave little knight in the carousel sky
Chose the white horse with his head tossed high
The one who pranced with a warrior's pride
To soar through...

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*Image of Horses Nature by Pixabay.

Some Paradise Where Horses Go

"Somewhere, somewhere in time's own space
There must be some sweet pastured place
Where creeks sing on and...

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Every scepter, every throne,
reverts again anew

The god’s, their will divided,
in Iliads of truth

All wars of good intention,
paved avenues to hell

Honor shamed by Zeus renamed
—that horse...

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I have had many joyful dreams in my childhood,
but I recall some very emotional too;
and I would tell them all out loud in...

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Once there was a country boy called Chester,
     he came from the rural Appalachians;
got himself a farming job not far from...

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Scurrying minds like galloping horses in tempest
Energy exhausted they search placid places to rest
Any pasture where weary horses can contently graze 
Hewed minds broken can...

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Galloping horse on drought cracked land throws dust from trampled soil in air
From ruins of dry life I’ll rise like dust to ride on the...

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In Camelot there was a bold knight
And for him nothing seemed to go right
Fell off his horse with a thud
Into some slurry and mud
Now his...

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armed with lance and shield
embarks on ivory steed
approaches sanctum

nemesis sighted
embroiled in bloody battle
vicious creature slain

bestowed with honour
patron saint of a nation
commemorated

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(C) John C Michaels, April...

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