Sunday, January 6, 2019

For "Love" of a horse...

 
Thunder-whisper!
(an equestrian-girl country-song)
 
Kissed-awake by yonder pink-blush dawn
Midnight-caress seduced to daylight-gone
 
Fresh-fruit delight at yon breakfast-table
Deep-breathe fresh morn out to the stable
 
Leather-tack fragrance sweetens awaiting fine-senses
Gentle-nickers call friend-horses across yonder-fences
 
In memory-mind etched black and white shadows
Thunder-whispers steeds-beat upon emerald-meadows
 
Pretty-girls on noble-horses syncopated three-stride
Rowdy cow-boys on the prod their trucks hot-beside
 
Gals-ignoring the ritual-chase absent any noted-care
Classics-teach: “In Love & War all-manner is fair!”
 
Laughing-a-tease these maidens a-purpose gallop-fast
Stirring an evil devil-dust on trucks torn-turf flying-past
 
“I choose a noble-steed! Smelly-trucks just ain’t much!
A faux “cowboy”-hat can’t a “cowboy”-make such!”
 
Strum that guitar! Soft-drawl country-sweet rhyme! Boys!
True-Love like the wind-runs; this equine’s my pure-joy!
 
Pretty-girls on noble-horses syncopated three-stride
Rowdy cow-boys on the prod their trucks hot-beside
 
Beat y’all back to the barn! Fellas! Watch the deep-ditch!
Careful-now! Cowboys! To a truck I might consider a switch!
 
Waiting back at the stable when 4-wheelers noisy roll-in
Horses-curried! Tack-stored! “Where you ole-boys been?”
 
Now, they’re showered and coiffured and perfumed-sweet
Horses and trucks! Boys and girls!---finally…they-meet!?
 
Pretty-girls on noble-horses syncopated three-stride
Rowdy cow-boys on the prod their trucks hot-beside
 
This “hottie’s” her own-boss! Getty-up! Thunder-whisper horse!


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