A Drunken Cow Hand
A Drunken Cow Hand
a drunken cow hand
is going home
in a pickup truck
with no shock absorbers
or whatever is left of them
he likes it that way
bouncing up and down
on the lone country road
as if riding
a demented horse
as if riding
an old demented horse
farting
backfiring
boom
bang
-Epiphany Magazine-
poem by Suchoon Mo_
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Rockin' Horse
Guy Allison, Keith Knudsen
EarthWalk Music (ASCAP) K-KUAD Music (ASCAP)
Take me back to an easy life,
Robin Hood and Marian,
A lone ranger on a silver horse.
Make believe in a box of sand,
Bang, bang, we all fall down.
Just about dinner time
I'm eatin' bullets. Come on Fury - take me for a ride.
Rocking Horse. Rocking Horse
Rocking Horse. Rocking Horse
Sun down with a chorus girl,
Ragtime and whiskey pour.
Midnight in a rented room
With a key inside the bedroom door.
Bang, bang, we all fall down.
Just about out of my mind.
Come on Lily. Come on honey - take me for a ride.
Rocking Horse. Rocking Horse
Rocking Horse. Rocking Horse
Last chance for an easy life
Double down and let it ride.
Lone ranger with a silver bullet
For the one arm man inside.
Bang, bang, we all fall down.
Just about run out of time.
Come on seven. Come on eleven - take me for a ride.
Rocking Horse. Rocking Horse
Rocking Horse. Rocking Horse
Guest Artists:
George Hawkins, Jr. - Bass
Chris Thompson - Background Vocals
song performed by by Doobie Brothers
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The Horse That I Am Riding
then finally, the horse that i am riding,
the black one with long hair and
long feet, flying without wings,
speed nearing the speed of light,
has taken the lead, and the rest follow
tirelessly still,
i do not look back,
i do not beat the horse with a stick
i keep on riding making the horse
feel confident that i am still
supporting its cause, to be first,
to be famous
and then my horse wins,
the owner gets the real buck,
and i the jockey,
merely receives a little name
and a little commission.
the horse gets nothing.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Me & My Horse
riding together,
you and your horse.
as you run against the wind all you call hear is-
the wind wipping your ears,
the horse's hooves thundering beneath you,
the chains of your bit as the horse pulls against the reins,
and the faint sound of the horse behind you.
your horse stops,
the horse behind you catches up.
the race is over,
freedom will have to wait until next time.
poem by Horse Lover
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A Fork in the Road
A fork in the road
A choice to be made
A prayer on the lips
Which way to go?
A cowboy on his horse
A blue sky overhead
A decision to make
To trust God or not?
A man riding the plains
A horse underneath
Pondering this question
“Is it enough for me? ”
A rider on his knees
A horse stands behind
A soul is now saved
Let all heaven rejoice!
poem by Horse Poet
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Cowgirl
I'm a cowgirl! - Bang dum bang
I'm a cowgirl! - Bang dum bang
People say that I'm a bad girl
And I enjoy it all the time
I'm living in a sad world
But I know what's on my mind
I'm free as a bird
Even though you tell me that I can't fly
I ain't easy to hurt
I have a pefect life and I'm telling you why
I'm a cowgirl and I'm riding on my horse
Bang dum bang and I'm shooting all around
I'm a cowgirl
song performed by by Bambee from Fairytales
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The confusing of horse and donkey
There was a man
riding on a horse
horse have a mark of cross
horse saw a monkey
and from horse comes out a donkey
poem by Shahzeb Azhar
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Just a Horse
A friend died recently
Our hearts filled with remorse
Some may not understand
They’ll say, “He was just a horse”
Broke his heart to sell Apache
But when Dad died he was forced
Three hundred and fifty dollars
“If you want just a horse”
For my daughter, a new chapter
In her growing up course
Her heart and eyes burned bright
Yet, “he was just a horse”
In the arena, through the poles
Riding natures own source
Mounted on her lithe steed
“Yes, he was just a horse”
A queen in the parade
With a crown and sash, of course
Riding regally through the cheering crowd
Noble and proud, “but just a horse”
In the corral or just around the pasture
Listening to her gentle discourse
Love applied with a curry brush
For an animal “who was just a horse”
God created all the animals
Before he created man in due course
Gave humanity all his best
God’s own plan, but “never just a horse”
A Horse Riding Boy!
A boy goes on horse riding to school!
He doesn’t like cycle or bike or vehicle!
His parents work in foreign countries;
They are ready to give him even bike;
He insisted on horse only for his ride!
He has collected points on horse also;
So, he has got horse for going to school.
He spends Rs.150 daily for his horse;
He even participates so on functions
And he earns considerable amount too!
His aim is to become a race horse jockey!
He learns a lot by doing from now on.
His aim is not to become a book worm;
His vision, idea and action is to achieve
Unlike other boys of his age in school!
Music, arts, games and creativity make
One great after education as it is sure!
A horse riding boy is an inspiration indeed
For kids to develop talent and rise high!
Education is just basic alphabetical letters;
But new creativity only makes one great!
poem by Ramesh T A
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Any Opportunity I Can Get
Which view,
In your opinion...
Has more of an advantage,
From a horse drawn cart?
The one riding as a passenger,
While sitting in the front?
Or the one from the back,
With nothing but the rear of the horse to see?
'That's difficult to answer.
I have grown very attached to gardening.
And any opportunity I can get,
To collect free manure...
I jump and grab it immediately.
On the other hand...
Some of that indecisive crap,
I hear coming from the mouths of those...
Riding along AND ignoring the view,
Provides for me no benefit at all.
And I can tell from the horse's expression,
There is something I do with something 'he' does...
I am getting for free!
And at his expense.
And I can tell by the look in his eyes,
He has become suspicious as to why...
When I ride,
I am the only one who feeds him carrots! '
I see!
So you prefer the rear view?
'That depends on the time of the year.
And what I am willing,
To sit through to listen and hear.
Some crap is more beneficial than others.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Country Comfort
Soon the pines will be falling everywhere
As the village children fight each other for their share
And the six-o-nine goes roaring past the creek
As Deacon Lee prepares his sermon for next week
I saw Grandma yesterday down at the store
Well she's really doing fine for eighty-four
And she asked me if sometime I could fix her barn
The poor old girl she needs a hand to run that farm
Chorus:
And it's good old country comfort in my bones
It's the sweetest sound these ears have ever known
It's just an old-fashioned feeling fully-grown
Country comfort and a truck that's goin' back home
Oh it's goin' back home
Down at the well they've got a new machine
The foreman says it'll cut manpower by fifteen
"Hey but that ain't natural" old Clay would say
You see he's a horse-drawn man until his dying day
(REPEAT CHORUS TWICE)
Country comfort and a truck that's goin' back home
Whoa, it's goin' back home
Hey take me back home
And a truck, and a truck that's goin' back home
Any truck
song performed by by Keith Urban
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Earth Is...
You've been riding on the back of a flying horse.
And I'll explain that the best way that I can.
You've been riding on the back of a flying horse.
And I'll explain that the best way that I can.
You've been riding on the back of a flying horse.
And I'll explain that the best way that I can.
You've been riding on the back of a flying horse.
And I'll explain that the best way that I can.
And when it flew through the universe.
It didn't make a sound...
As it moved so quick with speed.
And when it flew through the universe.
It wasn't without those far viewed planets we see.
You've been riding on the back of a flying horse.
And I'll explain that the best way that I can.
You've been riding on the back of a flying horse.
And I'll explain that the best way that I can.
And when it flew through the universe.
It didn't make a sound...
As it moved so quick with speed.
And when it flew through the universe.
It wasn't without those far viewed planets we see.
Earth is...
What's inside you,
And me!
Earth is...
What's inside you,
And me!
You've been riding on the back of a flying horse.
And I'll explain that the best way that I can.
You've been riding on the back of a flying horse.
And I'll explain that the best way that I can.
You've been riding on the back of a flying horse.
And I'll explain that the best way that I can.
Earth is...
What's inside you,
And me!
You've been riding on the back of a flying horse.
And I'll explain that the best way that I can.
Earth is...
What's inside you,
And me!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Drunkards (Story-Bullying)
There was three of them in an old pickup truck
After drinking all night at the GOLDEN DUCK.
As the sun was coming up they was screamin and cussin
As to what to do next - they was fussin.
When seeing this sixteen year old riding her bike to school
They started acting like the drunken fools.
They started screaming and howling and giving wolf cries
As the girl rode on by.
They wasn't just satisfied with their howls and cries
They wanted her by their sides.
They turned the truck around and cut her off
They was going to show her ' who was boss'.
They tried to grab her from the back
But she was prepared for any sneak attacks.
She had her guardian angel with her from heaven
And she had been learning KUNG -FU since the age of seven.
When the first one reached out to grab her
She grabbed his wrist and pulled his hand straight up and back
Till she heard his wrist crack.
As the second one came running up
A round house kick in his face
Sent him flying into space.
The third one came at her with a tire iron in his hand
As she crotched down and took her stand
When he was about two feet away and open wide
In his crotch her kick did fly.
All three men lay on the ground
as she picked up her bike without a sound
Put her bike on their pick up truck
With this girl they was s- out of luck.
Then drove the truck into town
and told the sheriff where they could be found.
They was charged with 'drunk and disorderly manner'
And on the high school there flies a banner.
'Protect yourself and don't give in
Being a bully you will never win'
poem by Louis Rams
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Rough God Goes Riding
Oh the mud splattered victims
Have to pay out all along the ancient highway
Torn between half truth and victimisation
Fighting back with counter attacks
Its when that rough God goes riding
When the rough God goes gliding
And then rough God goes riding
Riding on in
I was flabbergasted by the headlines
People in glasshouses throwing stones
Gaping wounds that will never heal
Now theyre moaning like a dog in a manger
Its when that rough God goes riding
And then the rough God goes gliding
Therell be nobody hiding
When that rough God comes riding on in
And its a matter of survival
When youre born with your back against the wall
Wont somebody hand me a bible
Wont you give me that number to call
When that rough God goed riding
And then that rough God goes gliding
Theyll be nobody hiding
When that rough God goes riding on in
Riding on in
When that rough God goed riding
When that rough God goes gliding
Therell be nobody hiding
When that rough God goes riding on in
Riding on in
Therell be no more heroes
Theyll be reduced to zero
When that rough God goes riding
Riding on in
Riding on in
Riding on in
Riding on in
song performed by by Van Morrison
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I'm Immortal
I am immortal
A demented
Guilt-free child
Voiced
I am immortal
And incompatible
So far
While turned
From a hand to another
Topsy-turvy
She fell in
A conversation
With a fellow
And spoke fondly
Of Einstein
Shakespeare
And other immortals
Liar
Demented child
Cursed to utter
Incompatibility
Voiced
The fellow
Hurt
She took
The way towards
The immortals
I am going
To the library
Voiced
A demented
Guilt-free child
There is a show
At the cinema
Laughing is good
For your health
Voiced
The fellow
Ah, you can
Go back to
Kindergarten
There is a lot of
Laughing
There too
Voiced
A demented
Guilt-free child
poem by Benjamin Paa Willie
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Different Sunset.
Kempton was one of your
Best friends at school he
Was a year older than you
And having had polio it left
Him with a limp and when
He ran it seemed as if he was
Riding an imaginary horse
And to keep up with him
You had to ride one too.
Your horse was brown
And ordinary but his was
White like the one the Lone
Ranger rode and when you
Both came out of the movies
You rode off into the sunset
Together you trying to keep
Up with him as he rode ahead.
You envied his small collection
Of knives. His father brought
Them back from the WW2 taken
From dead Germans and they
Were laid out in his bedroom
Like a small treasure trove big
And small ones and your eyes
Ran over them bound down
With an inner envy. All you had
Was a small penknife which you
Bought out of pocket money
You’d earned running errands
And kept in the loop of your jeans
Where the belt went through.
Kempton rode off into another
Bright sunset from you in 1961.
You think of him now and then
Riding into a different sunset
A young boy amongst old men.
poem by Terry Collett
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On My Pathway The Most Handsome Cowboy
With his rope he caught me on surprise,
Wanting to know how to love feels
On my back horse ride,
around the most hidden spots of my farm.
He was a neighbor maybe, riding his horse by the outside road,
Up the mountains I ran, out of his rope on a miraculous day,
he found me again, hiding myself and my horse by a huge lake,
He grabbed my hands together and promised me the sky,
He said: “My name is James I am an honest cowboy”.
He wanted to raise with me a family and take as his, my heart.
poem by Florida Angel
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Riding The Dark Horse
Riding along on the dark horse of sadness.
Each day or night.
The dark horse is my companion.
We ride through life.
On a dark stream of light.
Riding along side is depression.
My second companion.
We ride together in search of happiness.
We never find.
Riding the dark horse through this life.
I'm filled with sorrow.
Tears are inside.
As I reflect on my journey through life.
I see that the dark horse has always been,
what I ride.
The dark horse of sorrow.
Has always been by my side.
I will continue to ride,
The dark horse in this life.
Until I die.
Exchanging the dark horse for white,
as I cross the great divide.
Entering the gates of life on the other side.
Where happiness I may finally find.
Leaving the dark horse of sorrow behind.
Taking the two companions,
sorrow and depression with me.
As I ride to the other side.
Changing their apperance to laughter and joy.
As I dismount on heaven's shore.
Filled with so much joy.
As I look back on my journey.
That I rode to heavens door.
I finally see the beauty of my companions.
That rode with me upon life's shores.
They changed before my eyes.
Becoming laughter and joy.
Beautiful spirits of love to behold.
That rode on the dark horse of life with me.
Till reaching heavens shore.
poem by Weeping Willow
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Affection Of Friend
—Where do you go princess – riding on the horse
— To go to fairy land -my long time intends
—Will you go with me riding on horse to land of fairy?
—No, at house my mother is waiting for me
—Come back, I shall listen from you fairy land's tale
—I can't leave you even my dream falls in hell
—Let us both turn round our village to see its beautifying.
poem by Bongokobida Zakaria
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Chinese opera
the actor riding an umbrella
riding a horse
haiku by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Rhinestone Cowboy
I've been walking these streets so long
singing the same old song
I know every crack in these dirty sidewalks of Broadway
where hustle's the name of the game
and nice guys get washed away like the snow and the rain
there's been a load of compromising
on the road to my horizon
but I'm gonna be where the lights are shining on me
like a rhinestone cowboy
riding out on a horse
in a star spangled rodeo
like a rhinestone cowboy
getting cards and letters from people I don't even know
and offers coming over the phone
well I really don't mind the rain
and a smile can hide all the pain
but you're down when you're riding the train
that's taking the long way
and I dream of the things I'll do
with a subway token and a dollar tucked inside my shoe
there'll be a load of compromising
on the road to my horizon
but I'm gonna be where the lights are shining on me
like a rhinestone cowboy
riding out on a horse in a star spangled rodeo
rhinestone cowboy
getting cards and letters from people I don't even know
and offers coming over the phone
like a rhinestone cowboy
riding out on a horse in a star spangled rodeo
like a rhinestone cowboy
getting cards and letters from people I don't even know
like a rhinestone cowboy
song performed by by Radiohead
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