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You brush past my shoulder As you move away.
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The thundering roars around, then leaving no sound.
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There was a time when the world was wild and young,
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Spot On is his name He's kinda really tame.
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It feels so good to be back in the saddle again
The view from here is beautiful
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I feel the wind breeze by.
As time seems to fly.
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My Little Chestnut Colt- He thinks he is a stallion,with a paddock full of mares
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Forever Thankful-he shied away from humans;Instinctively he’d run.I tried my best to save him;to undo what they’d done.
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hasn't heard
a whip crack
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Way back when, when everything was made,
When everything was given its shape, and size and shade.
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Bakelite Horses and Riders - Ridden hard by cowboys and Indians, A few tin soldiers and one molded beige girl, My brother's stable of plast
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Bernie is a horse is not treated very well
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They are my soul. I am the one they call horse talker. I can speak to them.
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His coat is as black as the sky of night
His eyes are as blue as the sea
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I can see the sky above me
With it's beauty beyond compare
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His neigh breaks thunder
He lives through the rain
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Roaming through the wilderness.
Pounding against the ground.
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Thick wild manes like battle standards on the wind.
Plumes of dust kick up, as rearing males begin.
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Handsome horses hanging heads, Ripping and roaring, ready to run!
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Reds and violets, greens and blue Prancing ponies of every hue.
by durch den Monsun
14 lines, 1 comment,
on Aug 16 3:55 PM 2008. In happiness, memories, horses, carousel, youth, children, you, me, us
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Dreaming and wishing upon a star
For the day I'd find
by Blood Bloom
46 lines, 1 comment,
on Jul 18 2:55 PM 2008. In Horses, Sad, Personal, Pain, Hope, Abuse, Lost in thought, My life, Friendship
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I gather my reins. She prances
and snorts and turns to look at me, asking if
by A Whispered Memory
25 lines, 2 comments,
on Jul 13 11:47 PM 2008. In Contest, Love, Life, Personal, Self, Dedication, Message, Horses, Barrel Racing
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Thunder that calls us all to battle
The power of the fight that hums through our veins,
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Charcoal eyes scan the horizon
For forage edible
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They live in the mountains
Wild and free
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Now the mare is scarred, / for her love was exploited.
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When you're sad or when you're mad,
When you're bad or when you're dead,
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It feels as if you were flying
You and the horse are one
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Before Sun-up...
Horses covered with clouds of nightly dreams
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I love to see horses
racing in the field
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I've seen a horse, a horse that can fly.
A beautiful white horse.. she flys in the sky.
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Its about a phantom mustang
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Dont change horses, change drivers.
Put on one who rides a little lighter.
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Don't change horses in your Nightmare
You could end up almost anywhere
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Running through the dustbowl of your mind
Kicking up the dust, they are hard to find
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I am Free,
Standing in the brush,
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A young foal and its mother nuzzling,
filled with wonderment by this sight I see.
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Gone from earth for more than a century Hunted to extintion because of Man's greed How many of us know of you toda
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They look up, arching their necks in a long stare / and return to whisking off flies- / the tails ever in motion. / What could be waiting o
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There hooves go / Happly it nays / That were the good old days / When horses were used / There body all shimmers / There pretty big eye / B
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