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1.	Gently unto me


2.	MY SOMETHING WICKED THIS WAY COMES


3.	Lovely Lady


4.	Description


5.	Into Your Soul


6.	Anima-L


7.	Love LIke a Sweater


8.	?What Is It?


9.	Lovers Of The Sea


10.	An Arabian Night


11.	Finding Home


12.	To Really Love A Man


13.	Sundown in Thibodaux


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15.	Lascivious Awareness

Buckskin Cannonball by Duke LaRance Saturday, August 25, 2012 Rated "G" by the Author. Share Print Save Become a Fan A horse is a horse, of course, of course; but a quarter horse is a heart/lung machine born to sprint

Photeau (c)2012/duke larance *He trotted smartly down the road* *I could not hold him back* *Then he got all wound up* *when he saw the railroad track* *I braced myself and just said, “Go”* *I loosed up on the reins* *He exploded right into a sprint* *as if to catch the train* *I wuz always more than craven* *but that’s not why I cried* *The world went rushing by so fast* *that tears streamed from my eyes* *I never nudged him in the flanks* *he never felt a bit* *He galloped gladly through his life* *for the sheer joy of it* *Now when I think about big buck* *a tear comes to my eye* *Tho’ not from any rushing wind* *that’s not the reason why* *©2012/duke larance ~ the drugstore cowboy poet*

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Reviewed by Diana Legun	8/29/2012

You had me thinking this is present tense, until "He galloped gladly through his life". Then, by the finish and settle out with this poem, I returned to the 'present' of it. There is a burst of feeling with these lines; "as if to catch the train" which carries unbridled spirit and a catch in my throat. This line: "The world went rushing by so fast" and its dual meaning is charged with feeling and depth. I think no painting or picture could create a better portrait, Duke. Thank you for sharing this. ~~ Diana




Reviewed by Ronald Hull	8/27/2012

This year could be a song for an old friend, like They Called the Wind Mariah. Ron




Reviewed by John Flanagan	8/26/2012

"He galloped gladly through his life for the sheer joy of it" for me, Duke, the pivotal moment in this lovely poem - fulfilling his nature, what came naturally to him, that elusive sheer joy i've spent so much time and effort finding and expressing in my own little lfe. You grow and grow, my friend, and this is a deep pleasure to read john