Dark HorsesGliding swiftly across the ground,Dark Horses
Feet treading lazily,
Moving as if in slow motion Across a barren wasteland
Of tussock weeds, and beaten earth,
Their muscles contract as they move,
This mob of wild fire,
Noses thrown about in the wind,
Their eyes alight with life,
Their spirits are untamed,
They move at a daunting pace,
The dark velvet of their coats
Shimmering in the glowing sunset A glow with deep shades of brown,
Chestnut, auburn,
I stare in wonder at these wild creatures,
Spirits of the earth, Awed by their p
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OH if a big old man in a red suit trys to stuff you in a velvet red bag, don't worry I asked for you for Christmas.
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The cure for boredom is curiosity. There is no cure for curiosity
- Dorothy Parker (attributed).
Later days
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The cure for boredom is curiosity. There is no cure for curiosity
- Dorothy Parker (attributed).
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Simple. Love life.
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*You see things and you say why?, but I dream things that never were and I say, why not?*
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I Have Animal Magnetism, When I Go Outside Squirrels Stick To My Clothes
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The cure for boredom is curiosity. There is no cure for curiosity
- Dorothy Parker (attributed).
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Here's a Bowie, there's a Bowie
And another little Bowie
Funny Bowie, fuzzy Bowie
Bowie, Bowie, bulge
"Happiness or unhappiness is the secret known but to oneself"
Cant wait to read the rwest of your writings. So far so sooooo good. And I cant believe that this insight and creativity is comming from a 16 year old. You have alot of wisdom.
Check ya later.
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Play your art and poetry as you would an instrument - with rhythm and counterpoint...beautifully.
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Simple. Love life.
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