Monday, August 13, 2018

Thoroughbred Blues Comments

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In a hallowed grandstand,
I do quietly sit,
high above the noise
and ruckus of the pit.
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David Welch
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Julia Luber 25 June 2019

Refreshing and inviting to his local world. Fun.

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Richard D Remler 08 February 2019

strikingly vivid. I've never been to one, but you sure bring it to life. Great imagery. Very well penned. Keep writing.

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Matthew Holloway 22 November 2018

another well written verse....

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Susan Williams 14 August 2018

I agree with your assessment of the crowds at the race tracks more interested in the gambling instead of the sight of those gallant horses striving with all they've got to outrun each other, racing for the lead like they do in their pastures or in the wild. Ours likes to race the trains that pass his pasture several times a day.

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David Welch 15 August 2018

Horse racing trains sounds like a poem in itself!

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Bernard F. Asuncion 14 August 2018

David, such a fine poem👍👍👍

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