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Joyce Johnson

Member Rara Avis

since 2001-03-10

Posts 9912
Washington State

0 posted 2001-05-20 01:48 AM

Oh Golden Horse,
You knew our destination from the start;
Though often did we travel unmarked trails.
You forged ahead, when I was faint of heart;
An aimless sailing ship without the sails.
There were times I went along just for the ride,
And others that I more than urged you on.
I found my way because you were my guide.
Oh Golden Horse,
I always had you to ride on.
The way is straight, the end almost in sight;
And I no longer care to query fate.
Together we will charge into the night.
I only know the day has gone, the hour is late.
Are those the rosy streaks of early dawn?
Will there be laurels at the finish gate?
Oh Golden Horse,
The race is done, all chances gone.

By Joyce 02/04/01

brian madden
Member Elite

since 2000-05-06

Posts 4374
ireland

1 posted 2001-05-20 02:46 PM

Though often did we travel unmarked trails.
You forged ahead, when I was faint of heart;
An aimless sailing ship without the sails.

some beautiful and reflective words there. well penned

"across the unfair divide
where black will never meet white
so read my token lips
like they never exist"

nicky wire

Trillium

Member Patricius

since 2001-03-09

Posts 12098
Idaho, USA

2 posted 2001-05-20 03:40 PM

Joyce: Very touching and beautiful! Maybe the golden horse will be waiting for you when you reach your final destination.

Betty Lou Hebert

Joyce Johnson

Member Rara Avis

since 2001-03-10

Posts 9912
Washington State

3 posted 2001-05-20 04:47 PM

Thank you Brian. To think this is being read in Ireland. Hope to see something from you. Joyce

And thank you Betty. You are always so kind. Joyce

Xeonox

Senior Member

since 2000-04-01

Posts 1764
CA, USA

4 posted 2001-05-21 01:58 AM

I would rather have a golden unicorn

Great work as always. Very imaginitive joyce.

Ronil (One becomes god only when they have fully understood the role of being a human being.)

Irish Rose
Member Patricius

since 2000-04-06

Posts 10263

5 posted 2001-05-21 03:50 PM

your poetry grows with every line, I love reading

Kathleen Blake

"When red-haired girls scamper like roses over the rain-green grass,
and the sun drips honey."
Laurie Lee

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