Beach Horse Poems

i printed off
all of my poems

i distributed them
at the traffic lights 

no one opened their car windows
except one poem i stuffed in a dog's face

a...

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The horses
By Michelle Morris
03/04/2023

The horses run fast and free
Across the sandy beach 
Wild majestic creatures 
Blessed and heavenly

They remind us of life
Our choices and our...

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I have honored you in life                                       ...

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consider the source
could tell had been a big horse
could run a great course
(who we did endorse)
(in state of remorse)
(ran while in full force)

a place we...

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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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Yesterday...
I had 
an idea...

today, 
it sifts 
through a

a mesh...
of...
memory:

the 
pebble 
slips 

down 
the hill 
of 

the dune
unnoticed, 
'til 

the 
boy 
kicks

a horse-
fly.
And 

the 
minute 
sun-

bleached...

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I love loving all day every day.
Kissing and cuddling makes it all right.
Let's cuddle as we sit by the bay.
Watching the boats until comes the...

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When I was three I loved riding my wooden horse,               ...

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Retirement from community development,
facilitating cooperative economic justice
in this post-millennial time of climate crisis,
feels like being put out to pasture
with the rest of us toothless and...

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Blackened cubes of naturality stomache across the pains of a million screaming faces
Crushed by the weight of two ton pound horsehell and drowned in the...

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Agweruik, isang alagad ng kadiliman
Misyon niya sa mundo ay sirain ang buhay ng mga tao
Mandaraya, manloloko at mapanlinlang
Hangad niyang pagharian ang lahat at iligaw ang...

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Seashells 

In these early morning hours I find myself unable to run from my thoughts....they catch me, 
"I show them the table" there is no...

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At once captured my heart, this fiery beast
His mane, black flame, his eyes, ebony heat
As Father and I returned from the East
That night, I took...

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On this pristine shoreline Wild Mustangs roam,
Over five hundred years it has been their home,
Their beauty and independence deserve our respect,
Their mere presence allows us...

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She held my hand
As we walked the edge of 
Horse shoe bay
We made a boat of shells
Under the colour of a 
Mango sky
We made a...

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