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WINDWINDY NIGHTS

Whenever the moon and stars are set,
Whenever the wind is high
All night long in the dark and wet,
a man goes riding by.
Late in the night when the fires are out,
Why does he gallop and gallop about?
Whenever the trees are crying aloud,
And ships are tossed at sea,
by on the highway, low and loud,
By at the gallop goes he;
By at the gallop goes he and then
By he comes back at the gallop again


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Horse and Rider


The prairie blows the grasses
And whips the horse’s mane.
They travel, horse and rider,
Through the sea of amber grain

Hills roll by, and clouds pass
But steady are the horse’s hooves
Upon the wind blown grass
As they travel, horse and rider

There is no trail that they follow
No path that can be seen
There they travel, horse and ride
Upon the endless blowing green

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Between My Horse's Wings

Is this real, or is this fantasy?
The wind rushing forcefully
Through my long dark hair
The feel of the cool air
Beneath the horse’s wings

Is this real, or is this fantasy
The muscles work powerfully
To drive us into the night
The stars wink like little lights
Above the horse’s wings

Is this real, or is this fantasy?
As I ride over the ocean and sea
My muscles tense as I hold
My skin red from the windy cold
Flowing past the horse’s wings

Is this real, or is this fantasy?
I revel in this dangerous ecstasy
A silvery mane blows in my face
Blown back, by the wind we race
Born on by the horse’s wings

Is this real, or is this fantasy?
As we fly through the air swiftly
My face is lifted toward the sky
Arms outstretched, wind rushing by
The beating of the horse’s wings

Is this real, or is this fantasy?
Faster and faster, we seem to fly
The wind tugging at my body
As I look to the heavenly bodies
Shining on the horse’s wings

Is this real, or is this fantasy?
My horse flies gracefully
Over the fields and streams
Are these things only my dreams?
Sitting between the horse’s wings


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Moonlight River

The wind is colder tonight.
Black horse, strolling alone, to the river
He lowers his neck and drinks the water
Black clouds, shading the rays from the sky

White horse, treading alone, to the river
She lowers her neck and drinks the water
Black clouds, fusing the shadow into the night

Gradually the clouds disperse, and the moon
Shines warmly on the black horse
It lifts up its head and looks around
The white horse has disappeared.




I Sit Upon My Horse

I sit upon my horse
And gaze at the field
A field of rippling grass
Blowing in the wind

I sit upon my horse
And gaze at the sky
A clear blue sky
Filled with clouds

I sit upon my horse
And gaze at the sun
A yellow sun up high
Shining on my face

I sit upon my horse
And gaze at this world
A world fashioned,
Created by my God


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Galloping Horse

On a dusty plane
I felt your approach
like the thunder and vibration
of a galloping horse.

My heart beat louder
my fear grew stronger
and my courage faltered
at your approach.

But I stood my ground
until the stallions eyes of fire
and flaring nostrils
filled my soul.

As the hooves struck deadly
I smiled in triumph
and lay with broken heart
as you continued on your way.

On a dusty plane
I felt your approach
like the thunder and vibration
of a galloping horse.


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THOSE EYES


As you galloped and bucked,
I stood hopelessly with the lead
shank in hand,
Hoping, PRAYING
you would stop and stand.
But no.
Your sleek Arab legs churned
as you ran and ran,
Giving me no hope of catching you.
I consider leaving and driving away
in the van,
For I didn't think I could tame
this wild mare.
Then I look you in the eye.
You spun and galloped towards me.
I thought I was about to die.
But you slid to a stop, just yards away.
Hooves pawed the ground and your
whinny would sound.
A speckled mane shook as you snorted.
Such wild threats, but I held my ground.
The spirited look in your dark eyes
captured me.
I suddenly understood you.
You weren't crazy and dangerous,
Just begging for someone to give
you understanding, but who?
The wranglers bullied you.
You struck out in fear.
But be afraid no more!
It's okay, baby, I'm here.
I took you home, I wouldn't
hurt you.
And I made sure you knew.
You read my mind on morning as
I asked for a gallop
I felt your golden legs move
as we ran in the dew.
Now your gone, never to
come back.
No, it can't be!
I'll never forget that day I met you.
For it was those eyes that captured me....

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WILD

Moonlight is so graceful,
As graceful as a bird.
As she gallops alongside,
Her mother and flowing herd.
These horses are not galloping,
For nothing you here see,
they are being wildly chased,
By people like you and me.
These men are all on horseback,
With their dogs at their sides,
The wild horses just keep going,
With no secret place to hide.
As the foals get more sleepy,
The men throw their ropes,
Their mothers stop to help,
But their foals just have no hope.
What happens to these foals?,
That were happy one day.
They now don't have the freedom,
To run and kick and play.


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-The Wild Herd-


A horse with a coat
of night sky black
and a soul of purest white,
his spirit one of wild stallions' fire.
he rules the planes,
his herd the strongest,
with mares aplenty,
and their foals of the wildest blood.
And as the herd runs, Their spirits fly,
as they glide over the grassy planes,
and leave everything behind-
as they fly free


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STALLION FIGHT

See the great stallions fight,
Testing, Testing all their might.
One is Lighting king of the mountain
The other is the Mighty Powerful Fountain.
Lightning rears, Ready to kill,
But fountain shows incredible skill.
Who will win? Who will stay?
Finally Lightning gives him a beating,
But the powerful fountain is quickly retreating.
Still the king, His neigh can be heard.
Screaming in triumph, he returns to his herd.

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Arabian Prince

You seek a Arabian stallion in a desert,
He is a prince that is unknown to mankind.
Seems almost unreal, this Arabian prince,
The prince is a great fantasy of your mind.

His robes are a lovely bay coat,
His crown is a star upon his face.
His knights are his faithful herd,
His palace is in this desert place.

At night he wanders with his herd,
His eyes glitter under the starlit sky.
This Arabian prince fights a war,
He is trying to win, so he might die.

He battles the winds who try to capture him,
Just for his beauty in grace, but he is free.
As a foal he roamed the desert as he wished,
He is the Arabian prince, and so he will be.

As he rears and snorts loudly,
He warns the sky to flee.
For it doesn't know his power,
And says he will stay free.

His tail swishes his powerful flanks,
His long forelock covers his flaring eyes.
His mane lands on his elegant neck,
The prince has truly come from the skies.

So on the Arabian prince will rule,
Forever in the deserts he will stay.
You may see him in your dreams,
But never will you meet him someday.


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ponedjeljak, 26.03.2007.

kao sto znate moj je blog bio ajmo rec odsutan duuugo,,,dugoo
al evo opet ce bit otvoren ;)
pooz!


p.s. svi su prethodni postevi izbrisani.

pa evo tema je poznati galoperski konj Barbaro,
evo nekih stvarcica ako prvi put cujete za njega...


Eutanaziran Barbaro - pobjednik Kentucky derbyja 2006.

Pobjednik Kentucky Derbya, najveće galopske utrke u Americi, 4-godišnji Barbaro eutanaziran je u ponedjeljak 29.01. nakon osam mjeseci borbe da se spasi nakon teškog prijeloma noge, borbe koju je pozorno pratila i podržavala američka javnost. "Stigli smo do točke u kojoj je teško bilo nastaviti bez bolova. Bila je to ispravna odluka, to je trebalo napraviti", rekao je suvlasnik konja Roy Jackson. Nakon što je 2006. pobijedio u šest od sedam utrka u kojima je startao, uključujući i 132. Kentucky Derby sa šest i pol duljina ispred drugoplasiranog i zaradio 2.302.200 dolara, Barbaro je smatran jednim od najperspektivnijih galopera u SAD, sposobnim osvojiti Trostruku krunu, tri najveće utrke u godini. Javnost je s interesom pratila njegovo liječenje, za koje je prikupljeno 1.2 milijuna dolara dobrovoljnih prihoda. Osim po briljantnim nastupina na trkalištu, Barbaro će biti zapamćen i po hrabroj i pionirskoj borbi za njegovo izliječenje. 20. svibnja, dva tjedna nakon Kentucky Derbya, na početku utrke Preakness Stakes krivo je stao i završio s teškim prijelomom zadnje desne noge. Hitno je prebačen u veterinarsku kliniku New Boltone Center, oko 50 km udaljenu od Philadelphije gdje je operiran gotovo pet sati. Polomljene kosti povezane su pločicama od titana i vijcima, a noga stavljena u stakloplastični "gips". Uz razna pomagala koja su smanivala opterećenje na operiranoj nozi, konj se dosta dobro oporavljao ali ga je sve više ugrožavao laminitis, upala kopita koja se teško liječi i upalni procesi na slomljenim kostima. Tijekom vikenda ponovo je operiran da se učvrsti slomljena kost ali više nije bilo pomoći.

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