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Gay marriage with a
Horse and carriage, and why not
Lord, so let it be

haiku by Ken e Hall
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Oh! The Marriage

Oh! the marriage, the marriage,
With love and mo bhuachaill for me,
The ladies that ride in a carriage
Might envy my marriage to me;
For Eoghan[84] is straight as a tower,
And tender, and loving, and true;
He told me more love in an hour
Than the Squires of the county could do.
Then, Oh! the marriage, etc.

His hair is a shower of soft gold,
His eye is as clear as the day,
His conscience and vote were unsold
When others were carried away;
His word is as good as an oath,
And freely 'twas given to me;
Oh! sure, 'twill be happy for both
The day of our marriage to see.
Then, Oh! the marriage, etc.

His kinsmen are honest and kind,
The neighbours think much of his skill,
And Eoghan's the lad to my mind,
Though he owns neither castle nor mill.
But he has a tilloch of land,
A horse, and a stocking of coin,
A foot for a dance, and a hand
In the cause of his country to join.
Then, Oh! the marriage, etc.

We meet in the market and fair
We meet in the morning and night
He sits on the half of my chair,
And my people are wild with delight;
Yet I long through the winter to skim,
Though Eoghan longs more I can see,
When I will be married to him,
And he will be married to me.
Then, Oh! the marriage, the marriage,
With love and mo bhuachaill for me,
The ladies that ride in a carriage,
Might envy my marriage to me.

poem by Thomas Davis
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Oh! The Marriage

AIR--_The Swaggering Jig._

I.

Oh! the marriage, the marriage,
With love and _mo bhuachaill_ for me,
The ladies that ride in a carriage
Might envy my marriage to me;
For Eoghan is straight as a tower,
And tender, and loving, and true;
He told me more love in an hour
Than the Squires of the county could do.
Then, Oh! the marriage, etc.

II.

His hair is a shower of soft gold,
His eye is as clear as the day,
His conscience and vote were unsold
When others were carried away;
His word is as good as an oath,
And freely 'twas given to me;
Oh! sure, 'twill be happy for both
The day of our marriage to see.
Then, Oh! the marriage, etc.

III.

His kinsmen are honest and kind,
The neighbours think much of his skill,
And Eoghan's the lad to my mind,
Though he owns neither castle nor mill.
But he has a tilloch of land,
A horse, and a stocking of coin,
A foot for a dance, and a hand
In the cause of his country to join.
Then, Oh! the marriage, etc.

IV.

We meet in the market and fair--
We meet in the morning and night--
He sits on the half of my chair,
And my people are wild with delight;
Yet I long through the winter to skim,
Though Eoghan longs more I can see,
When I will be married to him,
And he will be married to me.
Then, Oh! the marriage, the marriage,
With love and _mo bhuachaill_ for me,
The ladies that ride in a carriage,
Might envy my marriage to me.

poem by Thomas Osborne Davis
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A Horse-Drawn Carriage Ride

Oh what fun it is to see
A carriage drawn by a horse
Still after all these years
You can find them still, of course

For in special towns you can find
A horse drawn carriage to travel in
In New Orleans for instance, folks
So very beautiful with lots of trim

But can you imagine just how
Exciting they were in their day
Perhaps a roof and maybe not
Like riding atop a trailer with hay

So many wonderful styles there were
You can see in museums and such
Fancy some of them really are
With an old-fashioned classic touch

So if you get a chance to see or ride
On a horse drawn carriage some time
Jump at the chance ‘cause you know
It’s the most exciting day you’ll find!

poem by Marilyn Lott
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No More No More

Blood stains the ivorys
Of my daddys babygrand
I aint seen no daylight
Since we started this band
No more, no more
No more, no more
Store bought clothes
Fallin appart at the seams
Tea leaf readin gypsies
Fortune tellin my dreams
No more, no more
No more, no more
Holiday inns, lock the door with a chain
You love it than you hate it
But to me theyre all the same
No more, no more
No more, no more
Baby Im a dreamer
Found my horse and carriage
Stalemate jailbate
Ladies cant refuse
You love em then you leave em
With your sold out reviews
No more, no more
No more, no more
Sweet talkin barroom, ladies disease
Slippin with her lips
Slidin down your knees
No more, no more
No more, no more
Me and my life a screamer
Bound to a wife and marriage
Baby, Im a dreamer
Found my horse and carriage
Ladies hold the aces
And their lovers call it passion
The men call it pleasure
But to me its old fashioned
Times they are a-changin
Nothin ever stands still
If I dont stop a-changin
Ill be writtin out my will
Its the same old story
Never get a second chance
For a dance to the top of the hill
Baby Im a dreamer
Found my horse and carriage

song performed by by Aerosmith
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Marriage Anyone?

The song says: "Love and Marriage"
Go together like horse and carriage
But, that is in the very beginning
When there is time and reason to sing

Soon the ties that bond begin to fray
And become weaker and fragile each day
What was adamant admiration,
Now becomes mutual toleration

Marriage now is like a game of tennis
A winner and loser being the premise
The players begin to keep endless score
Me wants less -- she always wants more!

Love is nothing and no use
As the players call deuce!

poem by Marshall Hahn
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Big Do Wedding

Off we go
To another marriage....

Hey!
Arriving in a carriage.

It's the bride.

Is there a garter to find?
Old, new, borrowed, blue...

From love this marriage grew.

So I'll wish her happiness
And for that to ingress
Into the new nest.

I wish her the best.

(For Tara)

poem by George BernardBloodyShaw
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The Lord And His Horse

the multitude of seekers
of wisdom and salvation

the wise lord
on his loyal horse

the lord had no voice
the horse farted

the silence of the lord
it was not understood

the sound of the horse
it was understood

the lord left
so did his horse

the multitude of seekers
of wisdom and salvation

they scattered
they went home

poem by Suchoon Mo_
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On Marriage

Pessimistic views: :
Marriage is a gamble!
Marriage is a punishment;
Marriage is an evil that
Most can’t but accept.

Optimistic views:
Marriage is a gift of God;
Marriage is a blessing;
Marriage is an enjoyment,
We make the best of it.

Truths:
Marriage is so wonderful;
Marriage is so fulfilling;
Marriage is so wholesome;
Marriage is an endless love,
More priceless than all wealth!

Marriage is a way of life;
Marriage is so natural;
Marriage is the better way,
For two, to reach Heaven.

Copyright by Dr John Celes 3-7-2006

poem by John Celes
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At the Altar

Now to take away your life –
Devour your soul afresh upon
The birth of every dawning day
– The spawn of sun and earth –
As of the way Prometheus lost hepatic flesh –
He stole fire! You stole gropes
And f*cks of me; so suffer thee!

Oh yes, perspire! Drizzle down the beads
Upon that crimson, blotchy skin –
I see the once cocksure pose, my man,
Is wearing terribly thin.

Indeed, an absence of repose
Discloses thumping in your chest –
Irregularly rhythmic – like the humping
(When you thought I was a body to molest) .

No more! my little man, for I shall wrest
The living essence from your
Paling, quivering form! –

You’ve had your gentle calm
Before the rumblings of the storm!

Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2010

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poem by Mark R Slaughter
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What is a Horse?

What is a horse?
A horse has eyes as dainty as a mink.
The grace is interrupted merely by a blink.
A horse is beauty.

What is a horse?
A horse is a tree in a storm that never goes down.
A horse is a weathered rock that stays around.
A horse is ancient.

What is a horse?
A horse waltzes like breeze over rivers.
She curvets and leaps like rain shivers.
A horse is a marionette.

What is a horse?
A horse is determination, that never stops flowing.
A horse is fondness, that never stops growing.
A horse is poetic power.

poem by Lily Whittaker
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And Time The Green Unfurling Ferns Frond

Imagine a world without a feather
Without an angels wing in tether
What would be the call of a thing?
Like a turtledove, without a ring.

Imagine this world without a marriage
What need then us the horse or carriage?
The Hurst is forever busy, as a bee
Who'd want to buttonhole a flower upon me?

Imagine a world without a magic spell…
What child would throw pennies down the well?
Love is but a ripple on a millpond
And time the green unfurling ferns frond.

poem by Mark Heathcote
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A Sunny Afternoon

by my window
i look upon the dusty road
one sunny afternoon

a horse driven carriage
stops

the horse is black
and the driver wears a black hood

it is getting dark
and all the children stop playing

their mothers are calling
them all home....

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Wife to Be (Petrarchan Sonnet)

I stroll along a fragrant country lane
With honeysuckle perfume on the air -
And feathered crooner's warble to revere -
Then cross a golden sea of flowing grain
In empathy - it seems to sense my pain
Of knowing all was done with my affair -
Her empty meaning now the solitaire
She cast away - betrothment all in vain.
But oceans team with many fish to catch
So I must up and hoist another sail
And seek the one that really waits for me,
For soon auspicious breezes will prevail
In guiding forth to find a truer match:
The one to take my hand as wife to be.

Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2010

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poem by Mark R Slaughter
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Sonnet: Intra-marital Love

Love is so sacred in our earthly life;
Each one prefers a partner of his choice;
It is a gamble in selecting one’s wife;
Consummated marriage has woes and joys.

No man can pry into the other’s heart;
Contours mislead him into the wrong choice;
Choosing spouse is a computerized art;
Dejected is man when he should rejoice.

Levels of wealth decide today’s marriage;
Long ’fore or after is of no import;
Arranged or love, marriage is a carriage!
Drawn by yoked oxen or horses with forte.

Love in wedlock is but understanding;
’Tis a plane taking off or in landing.

poem by John Celes
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Wind Horse

Da naho… It is said,
Wind Horse, gentle Wind horse, you were the last of your kind.
Wind Horse, Wind Horse, you were running wild and free.
Wind Horse, Wind Horse, with this freedom you did nothing but give;
When one called for help you carried them to safety,
No enemy did you have.

Da naho… It is said,
Wind Horse, Wind Horse, you gave your life one day
To a boy with no leg.
Wind Horse, Wind Horse, you gave him your endless love.
Wind Horse, Wind Horse, you now run in the Great Hunting Grounds;
Giving joy to those there, as you did here.

Da naho… It is said,
Wind Horse, Wind Horse, your life was not the last gift
You gave the People.
Wind Horse, Wind Horse, you prayed for us, you wished a wish for us.
Wind Horse, Wind Horse, we remember you through your brother Horse.

Wi: yo: h … It is good.
Wind Horse, Wind Horse, we see you still.

poem by Tolly Rebeka Christian BlackWolf Hawk
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A Horse Is A Horse

A horse is a horse and a man is a man
And neither can be the other
And each can survive but is much better
In the company of one another.
And while a horse is a horse and that is true
A horse is but a beast
As a cow is a cow, some ask how
On its flesh we should not feast?
For they do so in France as in other places
And I don't know how they can
For while a horse is a horse and is only a horse
It is less a cow than it is a man!

poem by Tomás Ó Cárthaigh
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A marriage of two

A marriage of two
is for love that is true

A marriage of two
is always something new

A marriage of two
happens sometimes out of the blue

A marriage of two
is worth it when its due

A marriage of two
is a marriage of trust
Many can find themselves lost
It can be an expensive cost

They are only very few
who have a clue
of when love accrues

A marriage of two
is about love making
It is not about
money raking

A marriage of two
can be bad
A marriage of two
can be sad
You should only be glad if
A marriage of two
is for love that is true

Copyright 2005 - Sylvia Chidi
www.sylviachidi.co.uk

poem by Sylvia Chidi
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Cross My Heart

Words: michael w. smith and wayne kirkpatrick
Music: michael w. smith
Ink and paper, epic offers
Glass moon waltzing on the waters
Horse and carriage
I am courting the marriage
Of dreams in the wings
Of visions unseen
Chorus:
Cross my heart
Only your love will do
Cross my heart over you
Cross my heart
There is room enough for two
Cross my heart over you, over you
Inside, feels like theres a thunder
Spellbound, youve take me under
Gold and diamond
Ever saying that Im in this forevermore
You can be sure
Chorus

song performed by by Michael W. Smith
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A marriage of two is for love that is true...

A marriage of two is for love that is true
A marriage of two is always something new
A marriage of two happens sometimes out of the blue

A marriage of two is worth it when it’s due
A marriage of two is a marriage of trust
They are only very few who have a clue of when love accrues

A marriage of two is about love making
It is not about money raking
You should only be glad if
A marriage of two is for love that is true

poem by Shashidhar Kumar
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A Marriage Of Two Is For Love That Is True

A marriage of two is for love that is true
A marriage of two is always something new
A marriage of two happens sometimes out of the blue

A marriage of two is worth it when it’s due
A marriage of two is a marriage of trust
They are only very few who have a clue of when love accrues

A marriage of two is about love making
It is not about money raking
You should only be glad if
A marriage of two is for love that is true

poem by Bikramjyoti Kashyop
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