Stables Poems - Poems about Stables

......A jolt ran though the broken men, like wraiths they rose, streamed for the door, Gobayth waved them on until nobody remained anymore. They raced on towards the small hut where all of the pick......

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...After we turned from Africa we first lived in Cornwell and I got a job learning to be a riding instructor with Heather Hunt she was a tough lady to work for but her training was excellent I went on t......

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...She said, “Show me a world that’s different from mine!” Tranquility’s lost on the wildest of hearts Too tame and mundane for a diamond to shine There’s not enough love here, in a cold work of art.......

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...A cool September day We came to La Magdalena of Santander Next to the Beach of Sardinero To see the penguins and the seals And the galleons "Ana de Ayala" The "Cantabria" and the "Quitus Amazona......

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... WHEN SANTA CAME TO BENARTY Santa came to Benarty One cold and stormy night The snow and clouds that gathered Made Santa ground his flight. He landed behind the graveyard In Dallas Doyle Par......

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...They used to put the mentally unstable away for their own good and for the good of society they say. Society evolved and said NO! this is wrong. So, they closed the institutions releasing the unst......

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...Faith is a beautiful thing if you're lucky to be blessed For as you grow older it all becomes messed As a child it made sense the stories and fables As an adult; you're the horse t......

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...Four months pregnant show them the belly. Real not plastic, Ultrasound glares pierce a lack of eye contact stuck at the Papa John's on Fountainbridge. Eleven PM. Drunken men to be avoide......

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...MOTHER SPARROW CONSTRUCTS A BIRDS NEST under the eaves of the roof mighty mother bird sparrow building a new nest eggs laid still soil/twigs/rain/trash together tightly wo......

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...Every year In Robin Hood Country Nottingham There in October, they hold. What is known, as the Goose Fair. It's huge. and goes back centuries, straining the Middle Ages, perhaps even longer. My pal......

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...There was poetry, In the open fields, On the slanted blueberries, On the skirts of schoolgirls, There was poetry, In the sunny cupboards, In the quiet gardens, In the sweet air of spring, ......

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...In the backdrop where the sun had regally retreated, like a knight of the dusk, The pipe of time smokes memories onto the face of the sky, lamenting in a sigh. The clouds, scholars of the azure, ha......

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... Memory still anoints them, glowing in the ashes of childhood. The cypress trees in the parkland at the end of the street. Tall, knotted ladders to the heavens where a child’s outstretched han......

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...Alexander Kielland a Norwegian writer regarded as a fine author, if not the top drawer, but somewhere in the middle, one does not need to stretch up or bend low to read his work. I read his book......

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...Traveling shoes on got on my traveling shoes traveling shoes yall got on my traveling shoes I can travel now got on my traveling shoes can travel yall got on my traveling shoes traveling shoes on got......

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