Horse Nature Poems

The thick forest's hill with wild flowers
rolls through perfumed daises meadows,
that are a haven to lovely hummingbirds:
among thick trees there no waterfowls!

These colorful birds avoid...

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It 
is the
persona 
naught 
beseech 
favors from
those four
elements
Earth, Wind,
Water, and Fire
for the restoration
of life or to maintain
said life through merely
to being Native American
tribes symbolize Zinnias...

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Calm halts clouds swollen with snow,
they will resent the continuous blow
of the four winds of bitter February;
an unleashed snowstorm is pure fury!

An elated mood rises...

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How awful is that,
          being killed
in a deadly elephant
       ...

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We tramp along the fire-trail to see a water view;
The sand is damp from morning rain, and imprints of our shoes
Are stamping in beside the...

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The soft clip-clop of the horse 
echoed amongst the dark fir trees.
The tall man rode bareback
along the winding path of the forest.

Resting on his leathery...

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Kite-Surfer prepares for his thrilling ride
With double-checked gear, wades into the tide

Observer sits noticing all that’s around
And sees the direction where’s Kite-Surfer’s bound

Like an outgoing...

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Onyx beauty
By Michelle Morris
27/07/2020

He was a magnificent 
creature of onyx beauty;
Tossing his mane, 
and lifting his hooves... 

A stallion so proud, 
wild and free;
Masterfully powerful...

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Sinking butterflies drip from the cocoon of consciousness
which no bee nor horse fly could understand for a blink,
and which even humans wish could retreat to...

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Within the confines of my nearest Zoo,
There’s a place that’s off limits – it’s not for you.
It’s where the animals go for therapy,
As animals have...

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One summer daylight
Horse eats, drinks at streamline
On verdant pasture....

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Are you the butterfly
while in my dreams
I flit after Soshi?
—Basho, loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch

It's not at all anxious to bloom,
the plum tree at...

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On a cool spring morning, by a clear mountain stream, an enchantress sat skywriting.

Her arms danced at awkward, inhuman angles and as they did, her...

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Green grass / glass glazed stream
Blooms mauve  / pink blue dream
White horse  / runs to me
Spring hues / gold sun gleam...

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~ Wrong investment - when animals die - warning bells are ringing ~
            ...

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