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A Good Horse Laugh

It looked like an abandoned house
No windows or any doors
Just gapping holes instead
And worn wooden floors

But nestled within the walls
Were friends who lived in there
They moved right in and then
With the facilities they would share

Lucky was one fellow’s name
He was friendly as you please
He had a sense of humor too
And loved to taunt and tease

He coaxed his shy buddy out
And we chatted back and forth
Such charming personalities
I enjoyed this world of horse

Oh yes, it was a pleasant day
Especially the first half
When we visit with our new friends
And had a good horse laugh!

poem by Marilyn Lott
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The White Horse...

on that early dawn
they arrived. I will not tell you
exactly how many were they.
they brought the wild horse again
this time it is white and coy
they did not speak to me
my attention was focused on the
beautiful horse
i did not show that i liked it
i did not talk too
then they brought the horse inside
the house
and then the windows and doors
were closed
and then the white horse started to
dance
and i liked it more

it was then that i realized
what are they really
and why are they here bringing me
a beautiful white horse

will they take my antique chairs
made of rosewood?
will i bargain my house
for a horse?

just for a horse
and they whose names i do not really know
shall laugh
after they had finally taken the whole of what i have

just for a white horse whose talent is just
to dance?

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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song performed by by Red Hot Chili Peppers
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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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Ghost Song

An old man and an old horse moved slowly and steadily
towards the furthest mountain.
An old man on an old horse.
The old man thought of the many times he'd been thrown;
the old horse, how many times he'd been ridden.
They weren't in no great rush.
The old man sat straight in the saddle, head held high.
The old horse kept his head high too,
letting his feet choose the way as they
searched the clouds looking for any old friends
they had passed on the way.
A soft gentle rain started to fall,
the horse stopped, the old man bent over
and stroked his friend's neck

poem by William Mendelson
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A Children's Tale

Once upon a time
There was a little boy called Happy Sam
Happy Sam lived in a house by a forest
With his mother and his father
And his baby brother
Lucky Peter
One day Happy Sam was walking in the forest
Further from home than he had been before
And he saw –
A HORSE
In the horse’s mouth there was –
A KEY
Happy Sam wanted that key
'HORSE'
Said Happy Sam
'GIVE ME THE KEY'
'Neigh'
Said the horse
Without letting go of the key
Well Happy Sam wanted that key really badly
So he thought
And he thought
And he had -
AN IDEA
Then he ran through the forest
And he ran through the garden
And he ran through the kitchen
And he ran to the refrigerator
And he found -
A CARROT
Then he ran back to the horse
And he said
'HERE HORSE
HAVE A CARROT! '
Well the horse wanted that carrot
So he opened his mouth to get it
And -
HE DROPPED THE KEY
Happy Sam caught the key
And he ran through the forest
And he ran through the garden
And he ran to his family
And he noticed for the first time
That in their hearts there were -
KEYHOLES
And he tried his new key
And he found that it -
JUST FITTED

poem by Stewart McKenzie
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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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Hold On Lynette The Horses Are Coming

Lynette was a beautiful baby
A true joy to her ma and pa
Free from oriningal sin she was
The whole family was in awe

She was loved loved loved
She was loved loved loved

One day she woke with fever
There was snow and wind and cold
The car was stuck at the end of the drive
To the doctor they could not go

She was loved loved loved
She was loved loved loved

Quick hook-up the team and the sleigh
By horse she'll surely make it
Hold on Lynette the horses are coming
Let's take some time to say how much we love you

She was loved loved loved
She was loved loved loved

Manes a flyin' tales a whippin'
The horse's plowed right through
Muscles a bulgin' and hides a sweating
Let's take some time to say how much we love you

She was loved loved loved
She was loved loved loved

Well by horse they surely made it
By horse they surely did
Just in time to tell them
There was nothing they could do for her

She was loved loved loved
She was loved loved loved
She was loved loved loved
She was loved loved loved

Well, for all those ma's and pa's out there
Who've lost their little ones
This songs not about a child dying
It's of a parent's love

One day on earth is just the same
as one year or fifty or a hundred
The only difference my friends
Is in the love you been giving and receiving

Love love love
Love love love
Love love love
Love love love

Hold on Lynette the horses are coming
Let's take some time to say how much we love you

poem by Atty Davis
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All The Kings Horses

All the kings horse and all the kings men
They couldnt put my broken heart back together again.
I woke up this mornin that this is what I found.
You had gone and left me,
Any you never even made a farewell sound.
All the kings horse and all the kings men
They couldnt put my broken heart back together again.
I asked my friends about you and this is what they said,
She can live without you,
Shes gonna find a man with money instead.
All the kings horse and all the kings men
They couldnt put my broken heart back together again.
Someday you will know, the meaning of a love thats true.
But when you find out I wont be around to share it with you.
All the kings horse and all the kings men
They couldnt put my broken heart back together again.
All the kings horse and all the kings men
They couldnt put my broken heart back together again.

song performed by by Monkees
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Give Way

I know a man from Lancashire
who had a horse and cart for hire.
The horse was old but the cart is strong,
somehow together they didn't belong.

When they became one there was a change,
Ears went up, whip in the tail, snap the riegns.
They came to a bridge, it looked a little weak
As they crossed, it hobbled, tapped and creaked.

The wooden bridge was small and norrow
not to long, but only room for one to pass.
Towards them flapped a little brown sparrow,
horse thinks, no way he's makin me into an ass.

The old horse snorted and put his head down,
nothing would stop them getting to town.
Said the horse: ' no one's gettin in my way'
Then the little sparrow flew up, got out the way.

Hovering above watching everything,
just like a slow motion scene.
The sparrow saw the horse
fly through the trucks screen.

P.S. We used a proffessional stunt horse, he is Ok.

poem by David Darbyshire
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A beautiful home

It is my beautiful home
All friends visit and we welcome
We have lived here from the beginning
We have some sense of belonging

All the homes may have same set up
Some sort of attachment is built up
It is not confined to four walls alone
To own a home means half battle is won

You may have all sweet memories
It is possible that you have lived with miseries
You have little some satisfaction or solace
It may be tiny but still not less than a palace

It is lovely and beautiful home
You may have lovely feeling from
Windows and surroundings always offer
You feel some sort of satisfaction and never suffer

It is up to us how we make it or spoil
Maintain calm and cool and never to boil
Peace and happiness must always precede all
We should love to strive and make good call

Hell and heaven all can be made here
You don’t have to search it anywhere
It starts from your lovely heart
Home provides you good impetus to look smart

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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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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Were I A Horse

A balding man my hair is gray decades ago it was brown
Were I a horse I'm sure by now that I would have been put down
I feel so very stiff and old father time is catching up on me
And I for one don't fear life's end what is to be will be.

I was not any good at sports I cannot dance and sing
I'm just your average ordinary bloke not much good at anything
They say only the good die young and I still linger on
And better people by far than I deceased, forgotten and gone.

Were I a horse I'd have been put down that may seem crude to say
But that's what happens to most horses when they have had their day
Most horses save for the lucky few not allowed to grow old and die
I feel grateful to be still around more living I'll enjoy.

Were I a horse I'd have been put down for dog or cat food maybe
The knacker takes the worn out horse the Reaper will claim me
The years on me begin to tell my fastest pace is slow
And I was in the prime of life some thirty years ago.

poem by Francis Duggan
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Oh! Can it be?

Oh! Can it be? Said the blue bird to the bee,

That you are poking holes in the air is what I do see;

No! Said the bee, It's just my warning alarm to let you know,

Come too close, and you will get the point, that is so.

Oh! Can it be, said the bird to the cat below?

You have such claws, they look to sharp, you know,

Said the cat, to the bluebird on the fence just near,

These claws are sharp, for birds who show no fear;

Oh can it be? Said the cat, to the large bulldog there,

You don't see to want with me your food to share;

Then the dog said to the cat, Touch my bone you'll be cat nip,

Go eat your whiskers, go away, or I will make of you egg flip.

Oh! Can it be? Said the dog, to the large horse in the stable,

Are you a grand racing horse, or is that just a fable?

Neigh, nay, just here to help the farmer to plough,

But; if you get too cheeky, I will kick to the cow.

Oh! Can it be? Said the horse to the cow, near the barn

Is it true, mrs white the lamb, can give a good yarn?

Of course she said, to nick the large horse, it's true,

Mrs White, can certainly give a yarn with a nice dye,

But if you say neigh in stead of yea, I'll know you tell a lie.

The moral of this poem, is do not be a stick beak,

Or someone may be rude ad call you a lousy freak;

And don't go stirring and spreading any rumor,

Or you may have the joke on you, and that's no humor.

poem by Margaret Haig
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X-ing Off The Days

(C.Gray)
You walk all over anyone who dares to be a friend,
Screen and yell because you deem them unenlightened,
High upon your horse you preach and preach and preach,
Love thy fellow humans all your filthy little creeps.
X-ing off the days,
X-ing off the days
I nearly broke my back as I was handing back for you,
Half the time was hell and half a waste of time,
High upon your horse you preach and preach and preach,
Love thy fellow humans all your filthy little creeps.
X-ing off the days,
X-ing off the days.
I do not know the answer to the universe I fear,
So drown me cold and go and find your perfect man my,
dear,
High upon your horse you preach and preach and preach,
Love thy fellow humans all your filthy little creeps,
X-ing off the days,
X-ing off the days.

song performed by by Queen Adreena
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When Young

I laugh with my friends till sunset
Over our heads the wicked clouds assemble
“You are still here? ” many asked
I am the youngest among my friends
By whistles and gestures we call them
And by smiles they do pass us by
We tease ourselves and together all laugh
Before the rain the wind came
Let the waters beat me, I do not care!
For my good friends I will not leave
And the speech that makes glad my heart I shall not cease

poem by Nicholas Boateng
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We're lucky, real lucky. Our friends lost their house. We just had some burning embers put holes in the screens.

quote by George Martin
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My Stallion

My stallion is
a gorgeous horse...
She’s the most
beautiful horse...
you’ve probably had
ever seen.

She will run and
lay down for you....
For a treat...

She will let you ride
her...
She doesn’t bite...
She’s a friendly
stallion.

My stallion is
a pretty good
horse

poem by Lisa Parks
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Lonesome Rodeo Cowboy

I own this horse and saddle
And that old cadillac
This broken down horse trailer
And the clothes that are on my back
Well I know that it aint a hell of alot
But its all that I can show
My wife left me five years ago
In one of those rodeo towns
I cant say that I blame her much
She just wanted to settle down
Oh God how I miss that woman
It hurt so to see her go
If I was smart I woulda stuck by her
But Im hooked on this rodeo
Chorus:
And Im just a lonesome cowboy
Im a little bit over the hill
I shoulda quit this thing a long time ago
But I guess I never will
So I keep on movin from show to show
Hopin to change my luck
My good ol days are just a memory
But I just cant give it up
There was a time I used to do alright
And bring home my share of the dough
But now Im losin out to the younger boys
I guess I must be gettin slow
But theres one thing you learn from this
You gotta make it on your own
Cause when your on top youve got a million friends
But when your down buddy youre all alone
Repeat chorus
My good ol days are just a memory
But I just cant give it up

song performed by by George Strait
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Getting A Horse

So here I am
15 and over weight
not especially pretty
but not bad;
but invisible
and I hide in gym
and the looks I get
keep me in my place.

I try for friends
but the other outcasts
like me
don't seem to want to
draw attention;
can't talk to anyone,
teachers think I'm dull
I talk to my pillow
only my cat understands me

And, of course,
I don't have a boy friend.

She:
'Ok, let go through all of this.
What do you think comes first.
Why don't you pretend that you are your best friend
What would you tell you best friend to do? '

Daughter:

'I don't know.
I would tell her to think about what she can do
or what she really likes.'
'And that is? '
'Horses'
'Horses'.
'I didn't know you liked horses.'
'They are neat.'
'Ok tell your friend what to do about liking horses.
What does she want to do? '
'She wants a horse.'
'Wants a horse
To get a horse what does she needs to do.'
'Get some money.'
'Well how? '
'Maybe babysitting? '
'Sure tell your friend I have someone who needs babysitting
and she can do it to make money.'
'So I did, took a year,
but I got my horse.
some friends along the way
and a boyfriend.

poem by Lonnie Hicks
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Melancholy World

Sometimes we wish we had a different life
than the one we have lived.
One with lots of friends
who can make you smile
whenever you were sad,
with parents who loved you unconditionally.
Some thing that I never had.
My friends were few and often far between.
Most are gone now and never again will be seen.
My new friends live far away,
too far for me to hug them everyday,
but I hope to visit them
and put my life right again,
at least for a few days.
In the meantime,
I will live in a melancholy world
waiting for the time my life
will see some sunshine.

29 October 2008

poem by David Harris
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