Night Rider Poems - Poems about Night Rider

How many owls can I hold? I wondered as they appeared. They were perched on each limb as the night rider neared. I cannot handle this volume, the night rider said in a mean way. But we promised them you would, I said. My mood was gray. You should have asked first, the night rider said in a snippy...

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A horseman pauses on the mesa’s rim Like a shadow against the crimson skies. Across a gloaming valley, he espies A lone light where the purple sage grows dim. The land is lovely, obscure, and serene, As the stars wink on and begin to gleam. The rider sighs as his horse heaves its chest. They must move along on their lonely...

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Upon the haunted, magic air A sound is heard in the dark somewhere; A creak of wood, as gears are churned, A carousel begins to turn. A siren song that calls a child To find these horses running wild, Whose painted mouths say: Join our game! He leaps the one he wants to tame. The laughing boy holds tight the pole And hugs the...

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Night Rider I was riding around a pan- handle flat landscape and as far as I could see it had millions of coffins, some expensive others looked home-made. The sun was forever going down but threw rays on white clouds making them pink as a ballet dress on a girl painted by Edgar Degas the ground was covered...

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Slowly she climbs aboard through darkness of shadows cast her noble steed awaits anticipating the joy of being ridden through valleys and mountains full moons glaring upon howling wolves through waterfalls of sensual pureness one can hear the breath of hoofbeats always she rides at night afraid of false impurities never understanding she glows in the dark....... when you love somebody, nothing should ever be hidden,...

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