Short Farm Horse Poems

To most city slickers I suppose
it’s a little hard for them to tell
the difference between a cowboy
and just a plain farmer. in the dell

Well one uses a horse and a rope
the other drives a tractor and plow
One smells like a fancy pickup truck
The other like the ass of a cow...

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I think
I am
A wild and free horse
Out in the meadows
In the wilderness

I think I am free
At will
To wander wherever I so choose

I think I am
My own master

But then my dream
Is over
And I wake up 
To realize that I am a farm horse 
Giving visitors the excitement of riding me...

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My Molly May

I had a little pony
I called her Molly May
So often I would venture out
And feed her bales of hay.

So then she’d frolic
Kick her heels up high
Round and round she would run
Looking sweet as she passed by.

She’d run until she was worn out
Then to the stable she would go
I’d bed her down then for the night
My love for her each day would grow

She was my, cutest Molly may
This pony always made my day.

25 September 2014...

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And the Rest is...Restful/Restless


tonight

At last, he sleeps
beneath the stars and,
for once, beneath the grass.


tonight

at last, she sleeps
beneath the stars and
for once, above her horse.

tonight

One sleeps peacefully
one, fitfully.
One free,
one free of free.

tonight

Both sleep.

tomorrow

One rises,
one sleeps

a mother,
her horse.

tonight
One dreams of tomorrow.
tonight
One dreams of yesterdays....

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