Aidan Horse Poems

The crunch of rocks under your feet sounds alongside
The crashing thunder of the tide
Come to large rocks aged with jags
That hide inlets with sprays and lags
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And then a hundred thousand griefs came over me
As it's done a hundred thousand times before
And then I vowed to myself, that whicherver way I be
These griefs will not sustain so long that they consume and alter me,
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Where has that time gone? It seemed so long, yet in hindsight its brevity flew with rapid celerity.
The fruits of my labour; acrid parasite infested nubs of still frozen dead buds. What a waste of time and life it's such a crime; unrewarded, unlearned strife. What's worse is that it lies ahead of me still; it seems as easy to overcome as some infinitely vertical snarling hill. Now will I dare to set my mind on it and overcome surmount. I have for on top I look down; the world is at my feet, I can run anywhere
Do anything command and win respect of people I meet
My home lies on no street, I have the well wishes of all those I greet.
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The dark blue sky, stretches, into the soft
Violet clouds, that dwarf the dark hills
Floating upon the yawning sea of morning.
The fish are bouncing along the silver streaked surfaces
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