Steeds Poems - Poems about Steeds

...Sunlight spills on sprightly steeds, Spring's sweet song stirs sleeping seeds. Spirited stallions, sleek and swift, Sashaying through the springtime mist. Silken shadows shift and sway, ......Read the rest...

... Coruscating Fire, Wielding Shields Of Knights Brandishing Spears Sacred as Light, Crusading Upright St.George Like Into Fields Of Destiny with Steeds Of Epic Flight, Chasing Legends Dici......Read the rest...

...When anarchy consumes a barren soul, the hatred overwhelms the beating heart. It sickens minds and steals the body whole then rips the cloth of empathy apart. Existence lies between what evil c......Read the rest...

... These days want and need are 2 different steeds You see the things you don't like about yourself You stand your ground but the ground is now a river Missing rein's becomes the child's chagrin ......Read the rest...

...Lorca Translations III Federico Garcia Lorca (1898-1936) was a Spanish poet, playwright and theater director. He was assassinated by Nationalist forces at the beginning of the Spanish Civil War an......Read the rest...

...Lorca Translations II Canción del jinete (“Song of the Rider”) by Federico Garcia Lorca translation by Michael R. Burch Cordoba. Distant and lone. Black pony, big moon, olives in my saddleb......Read the rest...

...Swaddled in frozen silence In a weather so dolorous and damp The pores of her mind sweat painful memories Which take a headlong flight Faster than the beams of light At times shaki......Read the rest...

...* A collaboration with the awesome Liam McDaid Fair maiden who sails on each crested wave  Drawn from the deepest ocean currents  Galloping white steeds landing on golden sands  Within each bea......Read the rest...

...My mate Jim and I were tired of working for a boss. We decided to buy a truck and give the 9 to 5 a toss. We set up a little business, taking produce to the stalls. It was just an idea ......Read the rest...

...An institution for the average man and also for the Toff The gun blasts, the gates fly open. They’re off. Eight magnificent Steeds already to win the race. Trampling all before them, galloping at......Read the rest...

...knight at arms the hills are freezing! vale and ways with fog are laden Steeds in awe at peaks are gazing Smiles at them nature maiden Phantoms by the lakes are lurking Death and fate on wa......Read the rest...

...Knights of Qi White steeds galloping along a lonely path galloping a thousand miles into the grave of the undead Where deeds are done with anonymous returns They were like nebulous things. whe......Read the rest...

...Oh Sleepless night oh Glory be The stealth of nature burdens thee As winter washes o'er the stones Your cold caress doth sear my bones An unfurled sail on straining yard The banshee howls, its b......Read the rest...

...* It’s been three years, Dad, and it hurts like yesterday … I don’t know why I was the one to walk you home, but it will forever be my bittersweet blessing, and an honor I didn’t deserve. I miss you ......Read the rest...

...Almost evening. The smell of seaweed hanging on whispers coming up from the beach. I sit in the backyard, rearranging thoughts, trying to fit shapes into what's missing in that vast mosaic I ha......Read the rest...