Short Horse And Cart Poems

place horse before cart
observe suffering follow
we may as well laugh

14-July-2021...

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This field of dreams
A horse-pull cart
Passes by
Brown sunflower eyes
Outside of Bucharest,
Keep your eyes on God...

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An ancient hitching-post survives
Too strong and stable to tear down;
The horse-drawn cart no more arrives,
For Time has altered Man and town....

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An ancient hitching-post survives
Too strong and stable to tear down;
The horse-drawn cart no more arrives,
For Time has altered Man and town....

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There once was a chauffeur called Bart,
Who had a Rolls that wouldn’t start.
He wanted to be green -
His boss was very mean -
So now he drives a horse and cart....

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Why not a civilization on the moon
Before attempting a Mars trip, more opportune
Horse before cart
A better place to start
No astrologist but common sense does loom...

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Perform To Raise A Storm

While outside it was raining and warm,
Inside another act I did try to perform;
Not sure of part;
Horse before cart;
Had been controversial causing a storm.

Jim Horn...

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My old horse 

I had been into town 
Horse and cart
Bought two bags of chicken fodder
Going back to the farm, there are a few steep hills
The horse stopped, and I got out of the cart
Help pushing 
I was 12 years old at the time
But the horse was proud of me
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    From side to side
     beady eyes dart
    just a-playin’ the game
     horse before cart

    betting with wild abandon
     without a leg to stand on…
    lips drawn, tightly sealed
     face a mask, nothing revealed          

    shifty eyes, swivel seat
     shifting sands of time
    cards flutter up, then down
     ~ sifting fortune's meltdown
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The momentary people

I think of the Roma people 
there are many of them in the Algarve.
Horse and cart the bother irate drives
horse manure, good for the roses.

When a bank goes belly-up, you can’t sue
for misusing your deposit.

When airplanes are grounded
and cars rust on the roadside, no donkeys,
to plough fields, the Roma will continue
the journey towards the sunset,...

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The Roma

I can’t stop thinking of the Roma people
There are many of them in Algarve,
Horse and cart to the annoyance of car drivers.
Horse manure their only pollution.

When a bank goes belly up, you can’t sue them
For misusing your deposit.

When all aeroplanes have stopped flying and
Cars are rusting by the roadside, and there are no donkeys
To plough the fields, the Roma people will continue
Their journey towards the sunset....

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To War goes a Chariot:
To a Special Riot; 
With Quivers of Arrows, 
Bones piercing with Marrows… 

Had Throwers of Javelin, 
All through Men, no Jocelyn.
Chariots were for Elliot 
And Judas Iscariot; 
Largely part-horse, part-cart
You’d see and lose heart!

The Armored Car of Old,
Now in loved plastic Sold;
For The Tough Kid as Toy,
Future Soldier still Boy;
Some in Expensive Gold:
Their drivers fierce and Bold;
Ready to Homes destroy.
Make one cease being The Coy!...

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I like travelling a lot 
that’s why people are
often giving me guilt trips.

I like to drill and dig holes
that’s why people always bore me.

I like playing possum
that’s why life often passes me by.

I paint a lot in red
that’s why people often catch me 
red-handed painting the town red.

I am old-school and like to
hitch rides on horse-drawn cart
but fall off the wagon often.

I bite off more than I can chew 
And I am hanging onto life now
by the skin of my teeth....

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