Horse Sonnet Poems

Distracted by eyes and lips; skin so fair.
Lured bettors; a beautiful poker face.
Taking games with ease; a delicate stare. 
The deck’s in my hand. I’m...

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 ~ When allies falter from his Blitzkrieg force,
the blood of British sons infuse the sand.
They pray their brothers front the Channel’s course
for they have...

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Fighting against external enemies is natural.
Isn't my fight against myself a Herculean task?
Desires and drives that decrease me into an animal
In my predicament, my consciousness...

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When the buds are tender green
And the fig leaves begin to sprout
None will mistake the end time scene,
The earth itself will shout.

Upon a horse,faithful and...

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When your heartbeats drum their message of love.
My heart soars like the birds flying above.
As flashing thunder streaks across dark skies,
I will come swiftly, believe...

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A sonnet

I sat on a stone fence, in flat agricultural 
landscape, trees been planted around farms
to protect from the North Westerly wind 
I had collected...

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"just the other day, I came across a picture of you with your horse,
and I was amazed to see how much we look alike:...

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You said you were cured
What sickness doth ail you?
I thought we were friends
So what wall did you break through?

We chat so infrequently
Your condition is hidden
Like...

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Death Of The Old Cowboy On The Lonesome Range

Ravenous wolf pack, ripping and tearing
red-stain bloody meat from his dead horse flank
much better the dead horse...

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Now When I Go Visit, Tears Fall, It Makes Me Sad

He rode the high plains to hell's dead weathered edge
Across the highest mountain on a...

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And My Life Is Pretty, O' It Is Just So Fine

Lightning struck just as soon as I inked those words
Sorta of like a mountaintop fell...

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Up Early Picking Peaches From His Tree

Eyes golden zenith holds mysteries galore
like a blue streak feeds itself doubly blind
in its wakings an old barn without...

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Are We To Believe Lies Dark World Has Told

When I hope for goodness to always win,
Ride my old horse well before break of dawn,
While nature...

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or

The Living Death beneath Macbeth

"The top 1 percent of households globally own 43 percent of all personal 
  wealth, while the bottom 50 percent...

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or      
     
Mr. Education  
   
"Few are familiar with each axiom of Logic...

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