Poems About Horses Published by Members Recently Online
#horses
Softly Riding A Galloping Stallion In The Wind
#horses
#lover
#passion
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Softly Riding A Galloping Stallion In The Wind
#horses
#lover
#passion
211 reads
Horseplay
just checked the heel of one of my boots,
and noticed it had come a bit loose,
so grabbed a small hammer,
lifted my foot up
as couldn't be bothered
to take my shoe off,
and started to hammer it back into place.
the strange thing here was
that i had a strange inclination
to neigh! 😏🙃😂
and noticed it had come a bit loose,
so grabbed a small hammer,
lifted my foot up
as couldn't be bothered
to take my shoe off,
and started to hammer it back into place.
the strange thing here was
that i had a strange inclination
to neigh! 😏🙃😂
#funny
#horses
#LifeAsAWriter #satirical
#LifeAsAWriter #satirical
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Horseplay
just checked the heel of one of my boots,
and noticed it had come a bit loose,
so grabbed a small hammer,
lifted my foot up
as couldn't be bothered
to take my shoe off,
and started to hammer it back into place.
the strange thing here was
that i had a strange inclination
to neigh! 😏🙃😂
and noticed it had come a bit loose,
so grabbed a small hammer,
lifted my foot up
as couldn't be bothered
to take my shoe off,
and started to hammer it back into place.
the strange thing here was
that i had a strange inclination
to neigh! 😏🙃😂
#funny
#horses
#LifeAsAWriter #satirical
#LifeAsAWriter #satirical
31 reads
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Horseplay
just checked the heel of one of my boots,
and noticed it had come a bit loose,
so grabbed a small hammer,
lifted my foot up
as couldn't be bothered
to take my shoe off,
and started to hammer it back into place.
the strange thing here was
that i had a strange inclination
to neigh! 😏🙃😂
and noticed it had come a bit loose,
so grabbed a small hammer,
lifted my foot up
as couldn't be bothered
to take my shoe off,
and started to hammer it back into place.
the strange thing here was
that i had a strange inclination
to neigh! 😏🙃😂
#funny
#horses
#LifeAsAWriter #satirical
#LifeAsAWriter #satirical
31 reads
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Horseplay
just checked the heel of one of my boots,
and noticed it had come a bit loose,
so grabbed a small hammer,
lifted my foot up
as couldn't be bothered
to take my shoe off,
and started to hammer it back into place.
the strange thing here was
that i had a strange inclination
to neigh! 😏🙃😂
and noticed it had come a bit loose,
so grabbed a small hammer,
lifted my foot up
as couldn't be bothered
to take my shoe off,
and started to hammer it back into place.
the strange thing here was
that i had a strange inclination
to neigh! 😏🙃😂
#funny
#horses
#LifeAsAWriter #satirical
#LifeAsAWriter #satirical
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A One Eyed Horse
Over lanes I tread
Neath a black sky, a dead moon overhead
Aye, naught but the dead
Naught but rocks and runes instead
Out by yon farmer’s field
Walketh one apart from the rest
From it the others peeled
A horse, an unholy crest
On a rocky road by the wall
Where the cattle oft do graze
Cometh a horse black and tall
And meeteth my nervous gaze
Lo, struck am I with the smell of rot
And the visage of blighted skin
This thing from Hell begot
Decaying deep within
It whispereth through dread lips ...
Neath a black sky, a dead moon overhead
Aye, naught but the dead
Naught but rocks and runes instead
Out by yon farmer’s field
Walketh one apart from the rest
From it the others peeled
A horse, an unholy crest
On a rocky road by the wall
Where the cattle oft do graze
Cometh a horse black and tall
And meeteth my nervous gaze
Lo, struck am I with the smell of rot
And the visage of blighted skin
This thing from Hell begot
Decaying deep within
It whispereth through dread lips ...
#dark
#evil
#horror
#horses
#night
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A One Eyed Horse
Over lanes I tread
Neath a black sky, a dead moon overhead
Aye, naught but the dead
Naught but rocks and runes instead
Out by yon farmer’s field
Walketh one apart from the rest
From it the others peeled
A horse, an unholy crest
On a rocky road by the wall
Where the cattle oft do graze
Cometh a horse black and tall
And meeteth my nervous gaze
Lo, struck am I with the smell of rot
And the visage of blighted skin
This thing from Hell begot
Decaying deep within
It whispereth through dread lips ...
Neath a black sky, a dead moon overhead
Aye, naught but the dead
Naught but rocks and runes instead
Out by yon farmer’s field
Walketh one apart from the rest
From it the others peeled
A horse, an unholy crest
On a rocky road by the wall
Where the cattle oft do graze
Cometh a horse black and tall
And meeteth my nervous gaze
Lo, struck am I with the smell of rot
And the visage of blighted skin
This thing from Hell begot
Decaying deep within
It whispereth through dread lips ...
#dark
#evil
#horror
#horses
#night
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A One Eyed Horse
Over lanes I tread
Neath a black sky, a dead moon overhead
Aye, naught but the dead
Naught but rocks and runes instead
Out by yon farmer’s field
Walketh one apart from the rest
From it the others peeled
A horse, an unholy crest
On a rocky road by the wall
Where the cattle oft do graze
Cometh a horse black and tall
And meeteth my nervous gaze
Lo, struck am I with the smell of rot
And the visage of blighted skin
This thing from Hell begot
Decaying deep within
It whispereth through dread lips ...
Neath a black sky, a dead moon overhead
Aye, naught but the dead
Naught but rocks and runes instead
Out by yon farmer’s field
Walketh one apart from the rest
From it the others peeled
A horse, an unholy crest
On a rocky road by the wall
Where the cattle oft do graze
Cometh a horse black and tall
And meeteth my nervous gaze
Lo, struck am I with the smell of rot
And the visage of blighted skin
This thing from Hell begot
Decaying deep within
It whispereth through dread lips ...
#dark
#evil
#horror
#horses
#night
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A One Eyed Horse
Over lanes I tread
Neath a black sky, a dead moon overhead
Aye, naught but the dead
Naught but rocks and runes instead
Out by yon farmer’s field
Walketh one apart from the rest
From it the others peeled
A horse, an unholy crest
On a rocky road by the wall
Where the cattle oft do graze
Cometh a horse black and tall
And meeteth my nervous gaze
Lo, struck am I with the smell of rot
And the visage of blighted skin
This thing from Hell begot
Decaying deep within
It whispereth through dread lips ...
Neath a black sky, a dead moon overhead
Aye, naught but the dead
Naught but rocks and runes instead
Out by yon farmer’s field
Walketh one apart from the rest
From it the others peeled
A horse, an unholy crest
On a rocky road by the wall
Where the cattle oft do graze
Cometh a horse black and tall
And meeteth my nervous gaze
Lo, struck am I with the smell of rot
And the visage of blighted skin
This thing from Hell begot
Decaying deep within
It whispereth through dread lips ...
#dark
#evil
#horror
#horses
#night
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A One Eyed Horse
Over lanes I tread
Neath a black sky, a dead moon overhead
Aye, naught but the dead
Naught but rocks and runes instead
Out by yon farmer’s field
Walketh one apart from the rest
From it the others peeled
A horse, an unholy crest
On a rocky road by the wall
Where the cattle oft do graze
Cometh a horse black and tall
And meeteth my nervous gaze
Lo, struck am I with the smell of rot
And the visage of blighted skin
This thing from Hell begot
Decaying deep within
It whispereth through dread lips ...
Neath a black sky, a dead moon overhead
Aye, naught but the dead
Naught but rocks and runes instead
Out by yon farmer’s field
Walketh one apart from the rest
From it the others peeled
A horse, an unholy crest
On a rocky road by the wall
Where the cattle oft do graze
Cometh a horse black and tall
And meeteth my nervous gaze
Lo, struck am I with the smell of rot
And the visage of blighted skin
This thing from Hell begot
Decaying deep within
It whispereth through dread lips ...
#dark
#evil
#horror
#horses
#night
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Sunday forenoon and a dog
Sunday forenoon and a dog
The Sunday market in the town
is slowing down, time for lunch
Chatty people leave
What is left is dust
Torn wrapping paper
And a dead dog near the bins
The cur’s snout is open, showing white teeth
The roof of the dog’s muzzle
is pink with brown spots
it must have been a young dog.
Silence.
The Sunday market in the town
is slowing down, time for lunch
Chatty people leave
What is left is dust
Torn wrapping paper
And a dead dog near the bins
The cur’s snout is open, showing white teeth
The roof of the dog’s muzzle
is pink with brown spots
it must have been a young dog.
Silence.
#dogs
#horses
#animals
#butterfly
#nature
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DU Poetry : Poems About Horses Published by Members Recently Online