the mare swore on Potomac horse fever she was coming back as a seeing-eye paint, how many do you see, the Ghostriders in the Sky bought equine mortality insurance in Pilot Point,
when you first see them, (they can't see you) wild mustangs, the Ghostriders in the Sky in southern Utah, they're optical illusions roping the wind, the mare is their sentry, their eyes,
blinded by Potomac horse fever, dormant eyes dull, the mare their seeing-eye paint, an inspirational sight, her firebrand status unique, the Ghostriders in the Sky, their ethereal pasture vast, roping the wind, the mare decision maker, protecting her equine charges,
the Ghostriders in the Sky, sightless herdmates conform to the mare's movements, how many do you see, they're optical illusions roping the wind...
when probed into, optical illusions (ghost riders) have a tendency to reveal more than what's on the surface ... their nature is to mask their presence as much as possible so only sightless herdsmates can marvel at their movements ...
5 in front of the rocks. LOVE THIS!! "Seeing-eye paint" and the mare being the sentry are fabulous, as is the energy and integral illusions and allusions of this poem generally. Was spoonerising the spellings, and thought "groping the wind" was not an inappropriate misapprehension.... K xx
I have always loved the song Ghostriders In The Sky and always been fascinated by this stunning optical illusion picture, so your poem Sage completes the triology of three things I can love at once, sort of a holy trinity of the Western lore. Great job here.
A young technician mourns his lover until he meets another man - a man with a secret. But there are other secrets as a jealous ghost returns to protect his turf.
‘I have to go back soon,’ says Adam one afternoon. Yes, I know he has to go back soon. He has to go back to London and to his job and his apprenticeship. He has taken the maximum number of days leave – he has taken his entire Summer holiday in the Sp
A young technician mourns his lover until he meets another man - a man with a secret. But there are other secrets as a jealous ghost returns to protect his turf.
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