Introspection Riding Poems

I've spent a great deal of time riding alone this last week. Many of the roads we have been on do not have a shoulder...

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Riding a mule into town....
Or is it riding me?

There is a new prospective for you.. 
One you never see. 

Darrell...

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RIDING ON

Destination Dallas
home of the cowboys
land of the brave
intentional target
aimed with precision
at new paths to pave

gravitational phase
surrealistic
skyward wave

spurred on to
something new
beneath God’s
sun and moon

eyes turn...

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It seems that a weak sun is trying to penetrate my cloud~

A cloud so heavy filled with moisture it drips steadily
Black ominous, not described as...

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(Into the sunset we’ll just walk away)
Walking into fading sunlight
(Good that you could go with me)
The sun setting so slow
(Just hold hands and be raptured)
Brilliant...

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Certain things you don’t forget;
They somehow get ingrained.
No matter when you learned them,
Deep inside they have remained.

Like how to burp a baby,
Swim a lap or...

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The universe revolves around patterns and numbers.
Like an insomniac knowing not the meaning of the word slumber.
To say it's a big place would be a...

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now the cowboy is riding away
he played a hand, I couldn't play
the queen of hearts, I played on an ace
now the cowboy is riding away

love...

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Have I jumped on the carousel again, 
the one with no brass ring? 
Where no matter which horse I ride I will
end up spinning in...

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Riding into the sunset 
Good that you could go with me
Enjoying the beauty together

God granted us a reprieve
Just a short time of beauty
To feast in...

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Am I dead or still alive?
We’ll soon see, all in good time
Crossing the mountains or slippery brook
Riding to long on my good luck
To a row...

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Never felt such trepidation
Lost in black mountains
Crashing over the port house
Suddenly underneath
Blasting through the surface
Into the maelstroms wrath
In power tossing the little craft
Of sticks and...

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The plains have their moments of wild beauty
As you ride with morning wind in your hair---
The sage and wide open spaces thrill you
As you ride...

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