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Horses (Ghazal) by ggawrysi 1. Its muscled body glistening with sweat
The cool ocean mist makes its body wet.
2. A mare whinnies, she's frantically worried
Her pony is gone, she searches hurried.
3. Spurring his horse, the cowboy speeds along
His ride is his pride and the mustang strides long.
4. Have you ever heard of a Lippizaner Stallion
Born black, turns white, rode the Spanish galleon?
Up the ladder:
You Know Not
Down the ladder:
Another Fucking Slow, Sad Song
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Posted: April 28, 2004 11:40 AM PDT; Last modified: April 28, 2004 11:40 AM PDTWeighted score: 6.0 Overall Rank: 1285 Comments:
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deleted user @ 17.255.240.6
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28-Apr-04/1:44 PM
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Good, but why the numbers? Makes it look too corporate.
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ggawrysi @ 147.9.151.22
> deleted user
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28-Apr-04/10:51 PM
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I guess that I did it to show separation of the two line poems for those who do not know what a ghazal is.
Kinda reminds me (with the numbers) of the old Houghton-Mifflin anthologies from high school.
That's not a ghazal.
Yes it is; a ghazal is a Middle Eastern format for poetry, sometimes associated with the Moors, that exists as a series of two line poems.
Sorry; it's more commonly associated with Iran (then Persia), but several historians give the nod to the Moors.
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