Short Stallion Poems
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the stallion gallops
as we dine on baked scallops
with pacman's wallops!
From the Devil’s stable,
I picked the fastest stallion
And rode beyond perdition
—through eternity’s flames
(Villanova Pennsylvania: August, 2019)
Wild Stallion
Chased by modern cowboys
Hooves fly in pursuit of freedom
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Sinews like steel traps,
Contracting and expanding.
Rhythm of movements
In fluidic four-four time;
Black stallion racing the wind.
My heart
Racing like a
Black stallion
Hurling through
The galaxy
Pulling at
The reign of Gods
Beating still, further
Through the heart of
A Stallion
upon
looking
through
the
mirror of time
the
black stallion
witnessed
the
reflection of
the
white unicorn
with
wings galloping
through
the
ghost white clouds
She mounts her stallion.
Rides hard, nectar overflows.
Tightening private muscles.
Dismounts her stallion.
Takes nice long, sensuous bath.
Now relaxing all muscles.
There once was a lady called Marti
Who set up a swinger’s sex party
She picked up some keys
Said I hope that these
Belong to that stallion Artie!
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Do you think there was a Robin Hood,
and, if so, was he good -
or just a bad rapscallion
on a jet-black stallion?
And after this, to me, you've told,
tell me, do you have much gold?
upon blue grass hills
roan stallion grazed among mares
verdant and serene
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Although not for her contest,
my regards to Tania for her
inspiration. Merci
Losing it,
All,
Unknowingly stepping into,
Her box,
Enveloped by fear and self-loathing,
I ride onward,
My stallion screams in the night,
Stabbing at the flesh of the stars,
With anguish.
There once was a Highlander Jockey
Like his stallion, brazen and cocky
Sorry for being coarse
I am hung like my horse
So boastful, and all walkie talkie
* Written 20/05/14 *
Caballus
I`m a stallion
Once run for miles
To cover a mare
Tamed pulling a cart
Harnessed
I have lost the spirit
When the man whips me
It because he hates his wife
I think of hay.
My fantasy’s stallion I rode and galloped amongst
The mystic stars
Soon
The constellation of my dreams I reached where
Reality lingers!
© Demetrios Trifiatis
18 September 2015
STALLION
Flowing mane and tail,
Gleaming coat, chisled muscles,
So magnificent
Judy Ball
There is nothing like watching a Prince of the Prairie.
sue spread her legs wide
when mounting the wild stallion
oh your smutty mind!
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it waved at me
but i was not friqhtened by the gesture
the stallion red,
the flourescent white,
the unblemished blue,
now
the lastest addition to the american dream, a newborn
in her own time will sing
In your youth, a bit of a hellion
Septuagenarian, begone rebellion
In midlife, having gone green
Please dismount that stallion
Now as King, let your one cause be
~ Caring for humanity
Arabesques of reflecting rainbows journeyed out from the shadow mosques. Smells of burning and screaming hobbled amongst the crowd as I trod the earth upon my steel stallion, dreaming and living, lost between the echo of the gummy worlds.
Form:
Headless horseman came in the dead of night, but he made no sound.
His stallion did though – it neighed and whinnied and twirled around.
You must have been in Sleepy Hollow a relative said.
He is more unimaginative than a skeleton dead.
Majestic he looks
My Arabian stallion
He's whiter than white
So placid to all around
His name, we call him Snowflake
My entry into Constance's 'Horses or Snowflakes or Horses and Snowflakes' contest
James Fraser
Onyx beauty
By Michelle Morris
27/07/2020
He was a magnificent
creature of onyx beauty;
Tossing his mane,
and lifting his hooves...
A stallion so proud,
wild and free;
Masterfully powerful
for all to see...
© Michelle Morris, 2020
somber handsome Marlboro man on a painted stallion
a mirage has appeared in the dust bowl wearing chaps
his worn Stetson is pulled low,
he outshines the cover of a juicy romance novel
I do not know his name but he takes my breath away
he rides to the west
Kauai's wonder is Waimea Canyon.
It's called Grand Canyon of the Pacific.
Nearby the "Little People" do frolic.
They are the "Menehunes", companion
of the natives giving them help in need.
Fairy tale gnomes part of island lore's creed.
Some say they're oft seen on a white stallion.
Form:
On a breezy December dawn,
Fog came riding a grey stallion,
Cloaked in shell-white with fleecy hair.
Sorcerer sprinkling milky dust.
He wrapped the trees in ghostly white.
Covered all in gossamer veil.
But as the sun shone on the hill,
Like a coward, ran out of sight.