brooklynn dyer

Rookie (04-27-1988 / kentucky)

Wild Horses At Night. - Poem by brooklynn dyer

muddy kisses and wild dreams
are gone and all
that remains are these
faded pictures and
the dimming memory
of the wild horses.

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Comments about Wild Horses At Night. by brooklynn dyer

  • Rookie Lisa Emry (8/29/2006 7:57:00 PM)

    wow that is really good memory wrapped in such a small usage of words. Beautiful and captivating. It takes me back to a forgotten place... (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, December 9, 2005



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