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Love Poems About Hooves or Hooves Love Poems
by Andrea Dietrich |
Categories: love,

My Galloping Heart

without faltering

                             unbridled it gallops to

                                                              its final frontier

Dec. 26, 2016 For THE TROIKA (Haiku with hooves) Contest of John Lawless


by Tom Cunningham |
Categories: death, horse, love, soldier, war,

Death Of A Lancer

My one true love with eyes of sparkling blue
Our hearts as one it was our destiny
Heaven sent you for me and me for you
It would not last but end in tragedy.

War intervened I’d have to go away
To the Crimea with the light brigade
My true love I thought of every day
Our lives on hold along with plans we’d made.

The Captain said “suppress your greatest fears
Ride close ranks and do not come asunder”
The noise of hooves were ringing in my ears
Sounds they made were like a raging thunder.

A lance pierced me and off my horse I fell
Then death came down, my life I bid farewell.




Written on 7th February 2019.

by Ernest Robles |
Categories: poems, poetry, poets,

NO TROLL-TOLL

I SAW the death creep three hooves and a beat!
A pregnant silence above violins stressed
strings--||dancing frets ~~~~~~~
A gnome drunk-walk scattering blackbirds
and neon-lit billboards ;a humid Mother Earth
(with no protection)
vaginal-air of sleepy fatigued wooden scents
Post-rain meltdown exhaustion sleeps
in hungry-soil love.
But the gnome cries, "I've no reflection
to redeem...no troll to toll beneath
fire-speaking coins upon my eyes!

Make the Earth Scream.  Make the Soul dream.
It is eating me!

:: ~ ::

by PATRICIA CRESSWELL |
Categories: bereavement, , Lullaby,

Lullaby Series IV

Lullaby IV

I wish, one time, to ride
across the years to you
upon the back of the coal black mare
whose hooves are indigo hue

once there I’ll hang about your neck
hold you fast to me;
make you swear on our true love
you’ll ne’er return to the sea.


 


 


 

by Rick Viljoen |
Categories: beautiful, character, encouraging, endurance, hero,

OVERCOME

OVERCOME

I’m a tiny human flicker
In whirling winds, losing light quicker
My flame glows glum, think I’m really done.
Overcome…

I’m a frail glade blossom, that in free air moves
Unexpected thundering mammals stomp with plundering hooves
I’m in the dirt, in a breathless stun.
Overcome…

I’m dropped in a boundless ocean
A collective being notion, passionate movement of erotion
Powerful sheet of love, hardest rocks my waves shun
Overcome…

Mountain of a spirit, sturdy in every little stone
Fortress of standing wisdom, timeless, never alone
Striving to transcend: hard to climb and only reached by some.
Overcome…

-Rickus Viljoen
@Facebook: Mr Writes


by Doris Culverhouse |
Categories: faith

Rapture

The shadow grows across the gable.
Time for the sparrow to roost and rest.
Night bird calls, sadden my brow to know
You no longer caress my hand.

Your carriage left one day
Carried you, my love, so far
My love rests upon a weeping willow
    beside the flowing brook.

We shall meet in sweet chariot
   to ride away in the ocra sky.
At dusk, I watch and wait, my love,
For the rumble of hooves 
             and smell of home.

by Kim Merryman |
Categories: autumn, horse, love, moon,

A Country Hayride

On a crisp autumn night couples cuddle with delight on a hayride in the country. The clip clop of horses' hooves create a rhythmic beat along a red clay road, the earthy essence of hay and horses wafting through the chill night air. A harvest moon of golden hue bathes the countryside with its silken glow - enchanting both young and old with romantic thoughts of love eternal - happily ever after dreams of bliss. Perhaps even a stolen kiss.
10/5/15 double etheree

by Bozhidar Pangelov |
Categories: love, romantic, night, people, night, people,

With a Waft of Lorka

When I come back, Belen,
 the moon will be whole.

 I’ll jump over the fence,
 in front of the door I’ll stand
 with my heart in hands. 
 Mad heart, mad heart
 at the night for burning.
 You will go out, Belen,
 will you go out,
 my skin is white,
 the eyes are black.
 My horse is beating hooves
 in the flint. Let it beat.
 A wave is beating into the shore.
 Let it beat.
 Three hundred people are crying.
 Will three hundred people cry
 for my blood red.
 Mad heart, mad heart
 at the night burnt.

 I’ll be back, Belen.
 And let nobody knows me!

by A.E. Rivenbark |
Categories: lost love, love,

Mustang

A wild mustang blew over the steppe, a solitary
Pale rider rushing over the chest planes to greet me
Engulfing, stampeding through sharp wicked valleys
And emotions were herded into a bone corral
Slamming the gates against this Dun Stallion’s
hips, while he frothed at these invisible bits
Dusty huffs, wheezing breaths,
The rails splintering under his sharp teeth
Hooves hammering thoughts homeless, for
And that last nail to hold him from freedom, from me
Faltered, as my ribs caved in
And he drifted off again

by Rollo West |
Categories: love, passion,

Great Plains

 
Thunder roars on plain Not thunder storm, but Hooves Of buffalo

by Sidra Firdous |
Categories: longing, love,

The fruitful Tree

A swarm of longings flanking like bees
around the tree that once stood free

Stole it's fruits, shoots were torn,
It stood bare while the bees scorned

Bees needled around the shred roots-
as nails hammered in the hooves

Ate the roots, sucked the life,
No breath was left, no branch to survive

The bareness, The death and cause so small,
A tree of fruit is victim to all

A wave of wind then slightly kicks,
Feeling no brown but only bricks

Never it saw this eerie sight,
The fruitful tree fell off the might..

by M. L. Kiser |
Categories: animal, appreciation, horse, nature,

Preserve Your friends

I hear the thunder of distant hooves, beating the dry earth. Equine spirits caught and trained, to work with humans. Some entertain, some labor; others become our closest friends.
Note: I'm disturbed at the rate of destruction of your wild horses in America. These beautiful and loving beings love and serve humanity and it seems their reward is to be slaughtered by the system; an unfair trade off for horses generosity. We must do all that we can to preserve them, rather than destroy them.

by Leon Enriquez |
Categories: blessing,

VOICE



Ask ample aplomb
Blooming bounty bombs


Clever charm churns cheer
Describe deep dance dear


Etch explores endings
Flavours forge feelings


Glimpse grand gracious grooves
Healthy hurling hooves


Impact inks icy
Just joy joins jumpy


Keep keepsake kindly
Love listens lovely


Meek moist moments meet
Nurture nature neat


Oomph offers obsess
Potent play process


Query quotient quaint
Rich rapture restraints


Savour sanguine sweet 
Thrill timely touch treats


Use urgent union
Voice vibrant vision


Wise words work wealthy
eXpress ends empty


Yonder yielding yes
Zealous zooming zest



Leon Enriquez
22 October 2015
Singapore

by Davor Miljkovic |
Categories: desire, love,

Taurus

Such a lazy beast
Even if lightning struck me
I still wouldn't move
And yet when I see her come
My hooves start stomping the ground

by jai Garg |
Categories: life, love

Spider Mite

Lady Spider weaving her web again;
Powerful stories surfing on the net.
Hostess - protecting anchors around
Trail Blazer, accosting melodic sound.   

Wonder now, what traps she spins.
Boomerang, those frailed legs wantonly pin.
Hideous grips, Neo Geometric moves,
Tempting shots, another day, type cast hooves.

True DNA, we ought to meet,
Face to face on grass luscious green;
Fencing brainstorm, Vedic games:
Who lost and who reigns supreme.

Mark words; the destiny song sings,
Limpid Plangent the oasis rings:
Grasshoppers play their fiddle well.
She spider fries her tale: and it sells. 





by Michael Bell |
Categories: dream, fantasy, love, sleep,

MUTATION OF LOVE

Mutation of   Love  

Slumbered  in  her  beauty,  drifting  away,
Sleeping with dreams  of  distant  stay 
Memories turn  to  melody thoughts 
Pleasant smiles  behind shut  eyes.

Appearing the  duke  at  princess  side,
Giggle in sleep  with much to hide.
Pounding the  drums like  horses hooves, 
Silence the heart as tear drops loom.

Forever  the dream for  not  to  cease,
Awake not, fear the moment end.
Living the prominence  of  emotion,
Experience love in joyful mutation.

by Daniel Miltz |
Categories: winter,

Cold Love

Cold Love

{Quatrain}
Dec 15,  2016 • By daniel miltz •

Frigid week in winter clock
The frosty welcomes me with a sock
Winter cold caress me fine
Blowing ice air in wind pine

I feel old pleasant memory flashback
Bring to mind, my childhood home sack
Bitter wind blows, snowflakes spread
'Bout my head, in my frosty attic bed

Love this kind of coldness
Laying in the darkness
Pitch black with surround sound
The fresh cold of winter around 'n abound

My hooves smooch the cold, hard floor
The warmth of the blanket, adore
Is all I need for my dreams lofty  
And thoughts to sandman frosty

by Sierra Teadt |
Categories: animals

The Love Between A Girl And A Horse

As the horse's hooves struck the earth with such force
Kim and the animal went around and around the course

With wind blowing through both their hair
They looked just like a perfect pair

The girl and the horse shared the greatest love
It sure was something to be proud of

But at the end of their busy day
It was time for both of them to hit the hay

by Pauly Plaster J.R. |
Categories: animal, dedication, destiny, devotion, power,

Upon cloven hooves

There is a celestial movement in our blood streams. A bird of hope singing in my rib cage. Choking on Holy Ghost ashes, I carry on this journey that is my life. Onward driven. Upon cloven hooves we ran, up the mountain on our sanctified paths to absolution. Upon elder cross we bled. Shedding dead skin. Eyes illuminated. She, the guardian of my heart. Devotion rests in steady palms. I have no fear within me,… For we forge our lives together as one. Brutish savagery is my hunger for you, for your love. Yet I harness it with total control. Gently I reside beside you, with total control. Animal instincts are deafening within my mind. Yet I stay silent, and hang on your every word.

by David Bose |
Categories: adventure, fear, life,

Saint Fermin's Flirt

On bovine hooves death thunders near
Along Pamplona cobblestones:
Fleet, snorting brutes with thrashing horns
Enrich my life through coursing fear.

My frantic sprint lends throbbing heart
As death stampedes on bovine hooves;
One slip, a fall, could spell my doom—
True love for life does dread impart!



December 6, 2016
Flirt Poetry Contest
Lewis Raynes, Sponsor

by M. L. Kiser |
Categories: character, christmas, flying, fun, funny, technology,

Santas Upgrade

Santa Claus came into town, Riding ruby red techno- digital sleigh complete with iPad, iPhone too. His reindeer flying beside Him for effect, they refused to retire and kids do love to hear hooves on rooves.

by Jill Spitz |
Categories: animals,

Freedom

I look at his face, I see love. I look at his legs, I see him running. I look at his mane and tail, I see it blowing in the wind. I look at his back, I see no human. I look at his ears, I see them hearing my every word. I look at him rear, I see his hooves raking the clouds. I look at his muzzle, I see him let out a battle cry. I look into his eyes, I see him fighting his battle to freedom. I see him win, because no one can take away his freedom, for he is the heart of his world.

by David Lemke |
Categories: angst, animals, devotion, happiness, love, passion,

Overwhelming horses

Strong, muscular, moving in sync,
like an ocean of lavender their bodies move.
Waves of clapping hooves consistently beating
the earth like thunder beats the sky.
This is how my heart moves,
like a panther to its prey,
towards the stampede.

Suffocation, intoxication, devastation.
Refusing to be tamed as sure as life is to 
death.
Spring, summer, night,
day, month, week,
hour to minute, 
run in time.
Refuse to be trampeled. 


by Matthew Brackley |
Categories: animals, love, uplifting,

DREAMS OF HORSES

A wind soft and light
Blew on a field
Full of horses
Full of dreams

I could hear
A soft whinny
I could feel
A soft whinny in me

To run......
Like the wind
Soft and light
The tracks of hooves
The tracks of fun

A wind, soft and light
Blew on me
Dreams of horses
A soft whinny
Of delight

Clouds
Blew across
A sky
A field
Full of horses
Full of dreams

I thought of you
Full of horses
Full of dreams
and wished too
To have a soft whinny
In me
Like I saw
Like  I felt
In you 


by Kelli White |
Categories: anti bullying,

Shannanagans

Imposters I say smiling Cheshire cats
Pranksters of evil swindling wall rats
Sneaking and sniffling without any shame
Heretics of judgmental disdain
Throwing blocks between love creating hate
Jealous seekers they are born at hell’s’ gate
Horns on their heads hooves on their feet
Smell worse than pigs no good to eat
Don’t let them close these creatures of pain
They’ll trick You and use you for their own gain.