Jockey Poems - Poems about Jockey

...Twenty horses in the race, The winner by a nose. The Derby sometimes mimics life, For that’s the way it goes. At times we might get beaten by A rival for a house Or job or placement for a sch......Read the rest...

...I stood at the bus stop deciding which way to go and I look towards the East and my adrenaline starts to flow, the traffic was going one way and wind was blowing the other way, and perspiration start......Read the rest...

...Give This Guy a Chance Throw in Rowen The Hypochondriac Dyin’ Eyan So Generous is He Giver River The Sneaky One Wily Riley The Parachutist Glider Ryder Legal in Ha......Read the rest...

... the results are in and stunning wildcards jockey the ribbon as if only one on the scene could be enough too many feelings for a horse race......Read the rest...

...Extremely Fractured Footles. Grose art Faint heart Write poem Rhyme time Compose song Sing along Opening night Stage fright Break leg Superstition Big Audition B......Read the rest...

...Gloriously luxuriating in eternal sleep Forlorn; bereft of golden (slippered) opportunities I weep; Three score and four years replete with mailer daemons, hence mindset adrip with self denou......Read the rest...

...troubled thoughts jockey for position, I walk a bit more slowly today.......Read the rest...

... I should of course sweep old dusty thoughts under the rug But of course being human I must wager my own two cents My hypothesis I guess of educated mayhem just perhaps Has birthed a strong o......Read the rest...

...The horse is galloping down the road with a story that is untold; the horse is galloping down the road with a saddle on its back and a book tucked underneath with a message that is deep. I have been ......Read the rest...

...If I knew what it was all about, I would not have to shout. If I knew what it was all about, I wouldn’t have taken that boat. If I knew what it was all about, I wouldn’t have to travel the world to w......Read the rest...

...Peachy Keen was thrown into the ether by a young disc jockey His name was Jim Hawthorne, and it was nineteen forty-eight Hailing from Pasadena, California, he was loved by the teenage crowd Always......Read the rest...

...I have been on a roller coaster ride, on a bid to survive; I have been on a Rolla coaster ride with destiny gallivanting by my side. I have inherited an empty barrel with grease saturated at the bott......Read the rest...

...avid arm-wrestling against awesome Allie brave Billy Bouncer balks a bit at Ballet. cocky courage cancelled, civic concentration. during Des Moines Diamond demonstration energetic efforts enthuse......Read the rest...

...Juan tells you he is an immigrant, northern mexico that he learned to speak english in iowa and these coupled are the reason Juan's accent is different Juan is not mexican Juan lives in fear of......Read the rest...

...Life is like a galloping horse, Flying around a track Faster and faster, he gallops Too fast to look back His need to win is crucial, He cannot afford to lose If he could communicate He woul......Read the rest...