General Poetry posted August 2, 2019

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ABC poem about mustangs


by CrystieCookie999

Limp leaves of aspens, blasted by long August sun, flutter slightly.
Mustangs run anxiously, kick up unending clouds of dust.
Needles are jarred loose as the wild horses gallop past dry pines in
Oquirrh Mountain foothills, falling on flint rocks or near sagebrush.
Pinyon pines remain behind to mark lonely trail of hooves.

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