Nicker Poems - Poems about Nicker

...Upon the meadow where you were born, I make a vow to stay by your side, And though my heart in anguish is torn, Tear-filled eyes remember our last ride. You breathe hard as you lay in the grass......

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...Valor, thy call is a countryman's claim. Nowhere but not quite alone in the game. Thunderbolt, twilight is perfect for you! Hope will accrue before we all turn blue... Singular, smiling. Sink fas......

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...Flame-featured twilight, illuminate fast! Young are the dreams of humanity vast! Age is a mystery museums kept. Poets and prophets in agony wept... Core of the harpsichord, pyramid-shaped. Moorl......

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...Night, drape deep in slumber. O dream, to nightmare turn? Multitude, legion, number! Death, dearth to discern... Rule of law in wasted land? Show them, when ye stand. Orderly, cold counterman......

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...Light my way, O autumn skies. Tough turbulence, roll, soul. Endeavor, smoky skies. Wanton, golden bowl? Veer. Rapture, raptor hawk? Gibbous frost, allure, dark moon. Cloud castles, arrive through......

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...That be cold sun rose yonder, our heads be hot, I'd declare, I'll get Whitey my critter, worked all night, best she nicker. 'Bout saddlin' her real tight, or I'll headlong out of sight, I ......

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...They are coming this weekend I have known for two weeks Why clean ahead? Why clean at all? Isn’t it time they knew Their mother HATES to clean. I snicker and nicker to myself. Snorting now. ......

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...An old Point Man phoned, “Do ya think you can do it?. Driving doggies and cows from the flanks of Mt. Stewart?" Fattened on grass for a year they had stayed. “Move a river of horns down to Yaki......

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...~~~~~~~ Pals Their faces are still there; caricatures and cameos, amigo mugs and jug ears. Cheering, jeering chums that would phone at four in the morning to garble drunken thought......

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...Their faces are still there; caricatures and cameos, amigo mugs and jug ears. Cheering, jeering chums that would phone at four in the morning to garble drunken thoughts, make momentous plans, ......

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...("The Visit", Part II) How can she not know I'm standing so near? Perhaps, she's expecting the same to reappear Like before after her being to me kind and sweet, Because of fear, I made ......

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...An Angelo Arab, you had immense spirit dappled grey with a huge leap over fences. Your stable name was Tom, pedigree name too much of a mouthful for every day use. In your stable you were a te......

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...I've always admired horses and I guess I most surely always will No legend without em' complete The unsung heroes of any heroic battle Pony, colt, filly or mare ride it bareback if you......

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...He was fiery black and fast as the wind and dominated his herd tenderly yet he had ties, silken cords, him to bind to her that graced his life preciously He would greet her with a joyous nicker......

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...She has a cowgirl hat and a set of spurs, And sometimes she's as gentle as a cat that purrs, Imagine that....she's my way with words, And her and I together'd tame a buffalo herd, Yea! she's th......

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