Horseshoes Poems - Poems about Horseshoes

...I am not made for these modern times Missouri mud runs through my veins unspoiled country air flows through my lungs. my roots are intertwined in the bedrock of culture, traditions and folklore ......

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... Close only counts in horseshoes and hand grenades, but you never even tried!......

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...I remember reading a short story by Hitchcock. Three friends walk and converse as they make their trek home from work. Huddled in mind, independently fearless, the cold air or hot night baring their......

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..."To thine own self be true..." ~ Many a lunatic have mouthed these words. Problem is, there are two selves~ our Lesser and Higher: The Lesser, that which we assume daily; a......

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...-Let's see Cortinario with fattened foot If you answer me, who says To everyone who sees him: If my mouth opens You'll open too. Clytocibe: -The Flycatcher From the Cathedral of Burgos. -Very ......

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...The carriage with Mr. Mihai Eminescu glides silently, unseen, Through the whispers of Iashi's stones, wrapped in its own mystery. How long and tiring is the journey through boundless realms, Emerg......

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...Picnic tables, dishes labeled, all red, white and blue. Grass in the shade, blankets are laid, keeping babies cool. Cold beer on ice, lemonade's nice, or some sweet tea too. The chicken's fr......

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...It was a cool, overcast and windy Sunday afternoon in March 2014. We were about 50 miles from Paris, at my Grandmère’s (grandmother’s) farm. She lives in Paris, but she owns a Château and surrounding......

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...Humid and hot Scorching parking lot Longest day, shortest night Light and dark fight Shorts and tank tops Sandals and flip flops Cutting grass Catching bass Beaches and amusement parks......

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...rain hitting the asphalt, the cracking concrete, water weaving its way down the overpass. Residents cover up with plastic, a conflagration of yellow light on garbage bags hitting tree tops, branch......

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...I remember those Saturdays in the park We picnicked and played the live-long day, As I recall, nothing seemed ominous or stark I remember those Saturdays in the park, Softball, horses......

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...i need to stop frowning and epitomizing and sell this Caddy to the Cardinal trying to let it miss your attention won't fly since writing is speech even if somewhat removed or fit only for bouncy ......

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...Compared with us, the kids today Too little play and too much weigh. Alone indoors they snack and sit And buttons hit, while we stayed fit. We'd quickly chores and homework do, Then dash th......

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...Snapshot Dating The right place The right time Again the day begins with Faint sunshine Over the sleepy villagers Gathered in cities like stooks of corn Stacked against the rainy form o......

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...1 Knocked to the Ground There’s no bell, nor stars— just bloody knees. You haven’t thought of heaven or hell, when you cursed the sneeze. 2 Ignoring the Obvious Cause Using a whisk to du......

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