Poem -
Put Me To Stud
Hot breath steaming
Trapped in the stalls
Narrow odds and handicapped
High fences and falls
Shout at the TV
The jockey riding my back
The going is soft
Unforgiving is the track
The crowd cheers
As I finish the race
The peak of my career
I'm put through my pace
A short cut through life
No more chewing the cud
Inspire me
Retire me
Put me to stud
Comments
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Thank you Lisa x
Nice write.
Thank you Gerard, this poem just 'happened' last night when I was drinking and listening to a friends conversation about horse racing.
- Syd
My Dear Friend Syd,
I have raced around life's oval
In the Sunshine and the mud
But now, I've grown weary of my journeys
Please put me out to stud
Peace and Love,
Larry xxx
Hi Larry, great words as always. Thank for reading and commenting.
Peace and love also - Syd xxx