Spring Horse Poems

such a happy treat
an apple for special friend
equine contentment

warm winter stable
happy whinnies from within
affectionate nudge

spring will soon be here
uplifting sight horse grazing
high spirits prevail



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Whistle train, off in the way

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distant thunderheads
vast golden plains turned cold gray~
wild horses run free

torrential rain storms
rivers overrun leveys~
bears feast on salmon

cool morning drizzle
freezing announces winter~
cocoons await spring...

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I have honored you in life                                       ...

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Derek  

Will you be able to bear it?  

First weekend in May  

And who the Yankees will play, 

Bringing slugging Louisville woods...

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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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Automobile prohibitive maintenance costs
pitches me pitifully begging for alms
lamenting dog forsaken
melon collie unpleasant circumstances
pleading with outstretched palms
disgraced to beg, perhaps donate
major organ and/or entire body

to...

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Idyllic country setting, from somewhere in the past
   Imagine an expanse of rich green grass
Running up to a fence, fronting a proud red...

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Drover, ride your white horse...ride it with grit 
on the sun-scorched prairies 
of the Mississippi Valley:
where no tree is found in a shady spot,
but plenty...

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In a mountainous spring fed valley lived the
Unicorns.
These beautiful magical creatures were here to
Transform
A miserable life in to something to behold.
Their stories touched my heart...

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Spring is finally here; it's warm outside,
meaning the fair will be arriving soon.
In my youth, I'd watch them set up the rides 
while the popcorn...

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"the mighty horse am I"
let me run in the spring
everything is new
I'll find a path for me and you
the mighty horse am I
come summer under...

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It is a wondrous thing how fleet-
was he on those heavy steel shod feet.
With what a beautiful flowing grace
he oft would gallop and race,
then stay,...

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Here we are in the spring month of May.
It’s late afternoon on the month’s first Saturday.
Lo and behold, we have another Derby Day.
The annual Running...

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