Galloping Horses

Updated on August 31, 2017
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I'm a writer, a poet, a dreamer. Born and raised in New York City. I live in the suburbs of Riga, Latvia. I have a wonderful cat named Sid.

I wish that you and I,

could ride madly,

on galloping horses,

that would just take us away,

high up to a mountain top,

with a view that would blow us away,

perhaps looking over forests and meadows

or sprawling cities lying at our feet.

Away on galloping horses,

till we can’t catch our breath,

riding like crazy,

at the speed of light,

along a churning sea,

leaving hoof prints in the sand,

kicking up the spray of the waves.

Away on galloping horses,

where time no longer matters

and we are free to be

in the wind and the sun by the sea.

Just you and me,

as our galloping horses,

keep on running,

until we’ve had our fill.

Then and only then,

will we stop,

where we like it best.

Let the horses roam about,

shiny from streaked sweat,

their breath misty in the air,

nibbling at red clover,

as we fall back into the grass,

perhaps along a river

and then we’d laugh and laugh,

from the sheer joy of it

and when the world seems

to be encroaching upon us -

off on galloping horses once more we’ll fly like the wind.

© 2017 Gypsy Rose Lee


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      Gypsy Rose Lee 5 months ago from Riga, Latvia

      Thank you Dianna.

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      Dianna Mendez 5 months ago

      There is a certain freedom that comes with riding a horse. The thrill of oneness is there as you ride. I enjoyed our poem.

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      Gypsy Rose Lee 5 months ago from Riga, Latvia

      Glad you enjoyed Mike. I love horses and have been up close to them. Only had the opportunity to ride once. Having been seated upon the horse with the ground way below my immediate reaction was It moves! but afterwards me and the horse had a pleasant calm ride with a guide taking us around.

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      DREAM ON 5 months ago

      I really enjoyed your ride on the horses. I have never been on a horse and I had a friend who got bit by one. After seeing the size of the bite it turned me away from horses completely. My friend is a real animal lover. I am thinking the horse had just a bad day. Since then I have seen horses up close and I couldn't believe how big they are. Have a good night.

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      Gypsy Rose Lee 5 months ago from Riga, Latvia

      Thank you Jackie.

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      Jackie Lynnley 5 months ago from The Beautiful South

      Great scenarios. I could certainly imagine the beauty and the thrill.

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      Gypsy Rose Lee 5 months ago from Riga, Latvia

      Well whoever they might belong too I have always loved horses Demas.

      Thank you Bill.

      Thank you Paula.

      That's some story FlourishAnyway. Glad it all ended well for you. I love horses but I have ridden only once.

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      FlourishAnyway 5 months ago from USA

      The images you paint with words are beautiful. I once was on a galloping horse but it was the horse's wild haired idea, not mine. My family was riding trail horses single file with a guide. We are all inexperienced riders although my father is somewhat experienced, having grown up on a farm. My horse was in front of my father's and the two evidently didn't get along. Mine kept swatting his tail and neighing. It then broke into a run through the woods and was followed by my dad's horse for a good clip. Funny now. I don't ride horses.

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      Paula 5 months ago from Beautiful Upstate New York

      GRL.....You are, without a doubt...a Genius Poet! It's that simple. Paula

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      Bill Holland 5 months ago from Olympia, WA

      Lovely image...lovely metaphor...lovely thought. I expect nothing less from you.

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      Perspycacious 5 months ago

      Nice wish list. The galloping horses in NYC belonged to the NYCPD or the race track. The former might well have enjoyed a day like that over watching over crowds for pickpockets and worse.