Riderless Poems - Poems about Riderless

...Somebody should start digging, a big hole, we need a big hole. Big enough for 300 babies, 300 children, 300 young women, 300 old women 300 fighting men, 300 just talking men. 300 charging hor......

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...it is often said, love is blue a poor anodyne for crushed hearts pity them dearly that after years they fail to understand the mirror holds the cynosure they truly adore once miraculous, now co......

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...The Horse Nebula rises from flames, forged from Milky Way core. Saturn flanks his right, Jupiter his left -- Gods girded for war. Lightning bolts whistle above the red glare for all to bewa......

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...The horse – a creature of blind passion – pawed The earth beside the silent fallen form A digger of graves more noble and more odd Than ever I had chanced to see before His raven mane flashed i......

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...It was a night so dark, so damp; the fog swirled thick about the lamp, a night not fit for man or beast, a night on which tender hearts ceased to care about mankind's suffering, so nasty was the st......

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...A riderless mount tripped along the ties and disappeared into the haze of gun and blaze. Bloody ghosts drifted unseen swallowed by the dirty dusk and speared by silhouettes of rails that lay tor......

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...A sojourner, I cross the years to look sliding pass the history books and read while listening. Stepping through time, moments of tenacity finds while I follow the spoken words and seek......

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...Charge boldly charge No quarter asked From the valley They stormed An enemy Struck As blood A sideways rain Blinding those Left afoot With horses Shot A hill to be Taken No more reason......

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...Not begging, for a native dream; hiding an ocean in the eyes. The hills were trembling. I am going to cross the river, of flames. I am sitting on the dirt floor, counting the cowries.......

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...Our great Balboa has left the hillock bare And two waters converge in evening mist Where from our vision he made us stare As the divided dimensions rose and kiss So sleep the sailor, so sleep the car......

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...By the side of the loch some boys at play, when into their midst there came A beautiful white and riderless horse with a long and flowing mane A redheaded boy jumped up on its back, ......

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...I was driving home in my Pick-up When I saw something Strange… … a Cowboy Sat atop His Horse Calling Someone’s Name He trotted on the Moonlit Trail The man’s Face, held no Shame As Tears were......

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...I wear a veil of iron mesh, it sheilds me from sensation, it's like the one that Jackie wore after Jack's assassination. I was just a youngster then, but, deep inside, I knew, that with that ......

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...Old Harve woke up in a cold sweat that day And he’s never been the same— He dreamt of a Veteran’s Day parade Where no other people came. There were only riderless horses there, And some empty ......

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...Hey, hunker down in the bone orchard, chick, Hear the wind blowing hard and the magazine click, Feel the reins soaking wet with the blood of the dead And the eyes gleaming fire and the hooves drip......

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