Wild Horse Poems - Poems about Wild Horse

wild horse on a hill so at peace with waves crashing chilling with his friends...

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He ruled the Raging Sea he shaped the Atmosphere His Face shines upon us and grants us Peace He,s fire ten times hotter than a hotter blaze fire He owns cattle and land he is high very high above high Ever be the highest All that is his I will ask for something! Now what is his The...

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Fully Human*** I find myself thinking... Of my present being: On an edge of reality, I care not much for this Humanity — This gift and this doom— This horse that refuses to be saddled And, oblivious (it seems) to my Frantic, fearful neighing; Forcing me to stomp my hooves Over the ground, desperately Pounding my anguished heart Into the solid, uncrackable...

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If you are having trouble conceiving, come down to the Wild Horse We have a drink guaranteed to loosen you up, which will let you relax. We cannot guarantee a child within nine months, of course. But we have six gentlemen who will share their honest facts. They each had trouble getting their wives in the family way. Then they...

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As the Sunset Rises I hear the stampede of Wild Horses Go Through The Meadows, Their Shadows Moving Towards The East, Suddenly they Stop with The Moon Rising and Stars Still Light begins to Light the Dark Sky Into a Stance at the Watering Hole for A Drink and Night Slumber, Dreamy Nights until The...

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          Wild Horse Poets          Like wild horses, we trample poems for fun? Leaving no comment! Is that our measure of another poet's heart treasure? I read some phenomenal poetry today. Horse poets left no comments. Hundreds of them. And shame on them! Over dweebish poetry, we lick their boots. While true...

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The wild horse in free prairie poetically rides ... Until someone imprison it's character ... ...

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thought you said you loved me thought you said you cared trouble is you don't know me if you did you wouldn't care i do things your mother don't approve of and your father if he did he'd take you far away from me you'll say i never knew but you did i am a wild horse ride me til you fall off don't take your time...

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There is a precision to my wild horse self My muscles at the wake, ready for instruction My imagination calling the moves, for all prissiness is gone Society long forgotten Audience unnecessary I need to dance, For me, For myself For my eye My omnipotent steps innate, untaught, following my soul's lead I thunder at the music which only one can hear. Whipping...

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The Wild Horse He who seeks only control becomes drunk on the clouded waters, drawn from the wells of will. And his heart, remains the size of a thimble. He is the flamboyant fool in the velvet coat, whose starched collar chaffes the wrinkles at his throat. He grips an ancient map charted by ancient men, plotting a dark dead land, where he has heard his own castle...

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a horse running wild a howl at night .. fear in sight a dream .. far from real...

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