Horse Sun Poems

It has been there for many centuries before the world began, it has served the Egyptians well and has taken the lion out of the...

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Our scars
self-requited 
define
who we are

The pain
when it’s welcome
embedded
unmarred

Each blemish
redeeming
those choices
to blame

Absolving
our future
releasing
the shame

(‘Searching For Crazy Horse:’ September, 2010)...

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lustrous gun in sun
gun of lust
oil your iron
sun bathe it
as it gleams 
sun keeps shining iron
point your piece 
show them your
reflecting gun lust...

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I'd just checked out of a hotel in the town of Santa Fe 
Went to the store to collect supplies and went on my way
I...

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It was now growing dark as the sun was going down
When a stranger rode into Soup Creek, a frontier town
No one could see his face,...

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Dogged In the pursuit of truth
Science writes text with bone dead words
Worse parched than extra dry vermouth
Oft as tasty as rancid curds.

Keeping terms tight as...

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breathless
keep me breathless
head on chest
bare
red ribbons on his back
hold me tight
and don't let me go
dreaming of the day
when the planets align
when the sun and earth...

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I had a cat~I had a dog,                                     ...

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I remember the day Frankenstein was made,                  ...

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I have honored you in life                                       ...

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As Long as the Sun Shines

In truth, this retirement game is not all it seemed
When, at most, I’ve achieved just a few of my dreams
And...

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Out west there are many new ways.                  ...

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Part Two of Ancient Doubles Poem

Poem Doubles
(3.)
As The Burnt Sun Eases Into The Night

From these tranquil hills, let this soul lay bare,
 the dew-laced meadows...

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Horsepower
David J Walker

It occurs to me that while
Horses can run
Could they actually pull a
Rocketship past the moon 
Headed to the sun? 
Apollo 11, for instance,
And...

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Southern Icarus
by Michael R. Burch

Windborne, lover of heights,
unspooled from the truck’s wildly lurching embrace,
you climb, skittish kite...

What do you know of the world’s despair,
gliding in...

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