I saw the horse gallop thru the fields of gray. I knew the clams were closing in on me. It was underwater and I could barely breathe but the curly tail was kickin trying to save her babies. I screamed. Bubbles reached the surface.. The sea horse pulled out a sword and stabbed me! I died.
Marsee
horses, racing, finish line, betting, mad hatter’s day, time to save, c’mon, strange names, cowboys, gun fights, wars, buffalo.
lauren
horse trop trop trop water feet horse back. i dont get this.fqeihtawqe’uhg’wigen’wekjng’woihgwpkenm’\pihjgwepiokmngWsknb’ihqaerschybjmkl,ethuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuujkdklsafja’weinba’rj /ljnb’lfsnb/rlnbr/r/ijh/piojh/r;ogj/;rgkl
Anonymous
i went to the track and saw a horse running around it. when i jumped on him, he galloped around, bucking me off and breaking my head open. i was rushed to the hospital and awoke several hours later in a daze. what had happened? there were 3 people standing over me. i had just be reborn.
Brian
drink, mall, heavy food licqiude, water beer, swallow
vrushali
The horse galloped along the fence. His hooves swirling above the low very mossy, very richly green grass. Its joy about being free, about being able to run as much and as fast as it wanted was almost tangible.
Sam
Gallop. To stride if you are a horse. I really don’t know much else to say about it, and sixty seconds isn’t a lot. But I suppose I could tell you the story of when I was riding on a horse when I was in Canada. It isn’t too exciting though. We just kinda had a tour.
Someone you know
I was a small stable girl. All the other farmhands were older, stronger and bigger than I, so I never expected an oppertunity like this. It felt so free, the wind blowing
anon
horses running in a field green grass and wild flowers i like to pronounce gallop like galloop just because i can
tyler
horse
Anonymous
She rode horses and goats.
But she like to ride horses best because she like to gallop, gallop, gallop away. Away from it all.
crystal
The boys always came running after me. But him…his was more of an awkward gallop than the sleek, wolf-like pursuit the others sported.
brian
as the horse gallops through the meadow, the sound of humming birds can be heard in the wind as a valient figure incased in an iron shell rides atop of the magnificient creature to save the fabled princess from the evil hands of fate.
Jack T
Horses like to gallop along the galloping trails. I like horses< the are cool. Also< Zebras gallop, which is awesome.Hmmmmmmmmmmmm. I like pie. Zebra cakes, but those don”t gallop.
Maddie
I gallop within my mind
Sese
a horse galloping. you hear hooves, feel the wind, feel the trotting of your companion beneath you… you are free. free in the world and free in the wind. free to gallop away wherever life takes you.
Tatsy
time,
you fucking horse
galloping toward the carrots
& the fields were so long,
but now they’re just distant;
growing shorter by the minute
& the past is gone in an instant,
just a second,
second,
second!
i reckon that this whole catastrophe-
that came to be
-i aim to see will all be
memory
in 1.
2.
doc / hippiekicker@gmail.com
I’m riding across the open planes on top of my horse bessy. The wind is in my face and the sand gently brushes against my skin. I have been traveling for much time now, not knowing which way to go or really where I am headed
Anna
Happy children galloped across the barley fields and basked in healthy dosages of sunshine. Now how often does this happen in the city of glass and steel?
sab
the horse galloped at top speed as he chased after the Huns. They had stolen their most prized possession and they were on a mission to get it back. no matter what it took. or what happened.
beth
F*ck I dont know anything about the word… errr… gallop… ahhh.. a horse. A horse gallops. then what? I don’t know… What is it with gallop? Damn. My mind is dirty. Sorry. *erase erase erase* gallop. Ahh, yes, We need gallops of water.
Xythos
The horses gallop loudly on the tracks as people scream and yell out their names to run faster. The galloping is so loud that it is all you hear behind the muffled sounds of men’s voices. A horse finally crosses the finish like and the crowd screams with joy and disappointment.
CMG
the horse galloped along the marsh, the girl watched it slowly graze the water with its hooves. She dreamed of one day being free and wild like the horse. Away from all worries and exhaustion, away from setbacks and love.
Amber
I was watching the horse gallop. It was the first time I had actually seen a horse gallop. I never had any interest in horses, any real interest, but for some reason, I couldn’t stop watching. I watched for hours, and on that day, I was in love with horses.
Matt Dilbeck
your face.
Anonymous
Gallop into my head, into my memories. That’s how much I miss you. I want you to run. I want you to run as hard as your hooves and feet and legs and body can take you, back to now, back to me. I’d hoped you would do such a thing. But you can’t. You’re standing still.
Celia
as
Anonymous
She galloped along the side of the dusty path. Rustling through the fallen leaves. She didn’t mind the noise but she was she that any creatures around would be awaken by it.
Anonymous
hey is for horses, sometimes for cows, pigs would eat it, but they don’t know how
Anonymous
i was galloping down the street like a pony when i was frying on lucy. man this must have been the highest i had ever been because i was flying though the streets like i was on cloud nine like i was going into another motherfucking universe i felt my skin start to slide back from my face because of the light speed warp my skin is about to peel off my body and i just cant stop galloping. fucking crazy.
-Gelareh
gallop in the sand sink down sink down
it swallows you whole
wait for the tied to come and soon you’ll be free
but the tied doesn’t come
you just keep sinking
eggy
i think of horses. then i think of hidago. then i think of how i pronounced hidalgo wrong for a really long time. i still dont know how that dumb horse’s name is pronounced.
BreAnn
horses on the beach, hearts racing, adrenaline pounding, racing to get to an unknown destination
Sarah
horses gallop, its actually sort of magnificent to watch. a manifestation of nature and power and beauty…. the thrill and the wind that blows their manes back. how absolutely stunning.
shalina
The other day i ran, no it was more than that. It was something free, something beautiful. It was something that released the inner spirit. I galloped.
Cody
horses across a field.
children in gym class exercising in a way other than running.
an uneven pace, generally headed by one foot.
the most freeing of the ways i move quickly – easier than running or skipping.
an awkward word in general.
sammmmy
thundering along. faster. vicious, not precious; abandoned, not rhythmic. Full speed ahead, my friend. I go.
Jessie
of course everyone thinks of a horse. I am also reminded of my “horse shoes”. Everytime I take a step, it sounds like a horse galloping. they are Italian sandals from the 1950’s, & they are fantastic.
gallop
gallop of daiiisy
I saw the horse gallop thru the fields of gray. I knew the clams were closing in on me. It was underwater and I could barely breathe but the curly tail was kickin trying to save her babies. I screamed. Bubbles reached the surface.. The sea horse pulled out a sword and stabbed me! I died.
horses, racing, finish line, betting, mad hatter’s day, time to save, c’mon, strange names, cowboys, gun fights, wars, buffalo.
horse trop trop trop water feet horse back. i dont get this.fqeihtawqe’uhg’wigen’wekjng’woihgwpkenm’\pihjgwepiokmngWsknb’ihqaerschybjmkl,ethuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuujkdklsafja’weinba’rj /ljnb’lfsnb/rlnbr/r/ijh/piojh/r;ogj/;rgkl
i went to the track and saw a horse running around it. when i jumped on him, he galloped around, bucking me off and breaking my head open. i was rushed to the hospital and awoke several hours later in a daze. what had happened? there were 3 people standing over me. i had just be reborn.
drink, mall, heavy food licqiude, water beer, swallow
The horse galloped along the fence. His hooves swirling above the low very mossy, very richly green grass. Its joy about being free, about being able to run as much and as fast as it wanted was almost tangible.
Gallop. To stride if you are a horse. I really don’t know much else to say about it, and sixty seconds isn’t a lot. But I suppose I could tell you the story of when I was riding on a horse when I was in Canada. It isn’t too exciting though. We just kinda had a tour.
I was a small stable girl. All the other farmhands were older, stronger and bigger than I, so I never expected an oppertunity like this. It felt so free, the wind blowing
horses running in a field green grass and wild flowers i like to pronounce gallop like galloop just because i can
horse
She rode horses and goats.
But she like to ride horses best because she like to gallop, gallop, gallop away. Away from it all.
The boys always came running after me. But him…his was more of an awkward gallop than the sleek, wolf-like pursuit the others sported.
as the horse gallops through the meadow, the sound of humming birds can be heard in the wind as a valient figure incased in an iron shell rides atop of the magnificient creature to save the fabled princess from the evil hands of fate.
Horses like to gallop along the galloping trails. I like horses< the are cool. Also< Zebras gallop, which is awesome.Hmmmmmmmmmmmm. I like pie. Zebra cakes, but those don”t gallop.
I gallop within my mind
a horse galloping. you hear hooves, feel the wind, feel the trotting of your companion beneath you… you are free. free in the world and free in the wind. free to gallop away wherever life takes you.
time,
you fucking horse
galloping toward the carrots
& the fields were so long,
but now they’re just distant;
growing shorter by the minute
& the past is gone in an instant,
just a second,
second,
second!
i reckon that this whole catastrophe-
that came to be
-i aim to see will all be
memory
in 1.
2.
I’m riding across the open planes on top of my horse bessy. The wind is in my face and the sand gently brushes against my skin. I have been traveling for much time now, not knowing which way to go or really where I am headed
Happy children galloped across the barley fields and basked in healthy dosages of sunshine. Now how often does this happen in the city of glass and steel?
the horse galloped at top speed as he chased after the Huns. They had stolen their most prized possession and they were on a mission to get it back. no matter what it took. or what happened.
F*ck I dont know anything about the word… errr… gallop… ahhh.. a horse. A horse gallops. then what? I don’t know… What is it with gallop? Damn. My mind is dirty. Sorry. *erase erase erase* gallop. Ahh, yes, We need gallops of water.
The horses gallop loudly on the tracks as people scream and yell out their names to run faster. The galloping is so loud that it is all you hear behind the muffled sounds of men’s voices. A horse finally crosses the finish like and the crowd screams with joy and disappointment.
the horse galloped along the marsh, the girl watched it slowly graze the water with its hooves. She dreamed of one day being free and wild like the horse. Away from all worries and exhaustion, away from setbacks and love.
I was watching the horse gallop. It was the first time I had actually seen a horse gallop. I never had any interest in horses, any real interest, but for some reason, I couldn’t stop watching. I watched for hours, and on that day, I was in love with horses.
your face.
Gallop into my head, into my memories. That’s how much I miss you. I want you to run. I want you to run as hard as your hooves and feet and legs and body can take you, back to now, back to me. I’d hoped you would do such a thing. But you can’t. You’re standing still.
as
She galloped along the side of the dusty path. Rustling through the fallen leaves. She didn’t mind the noise but she was she that any creatures around would be awaken by it.
hey is for horses, sometimes for cows, pigs would eat it, but they don’t know how
i was galloping down the street like a pony when i was frying on lucy. man this must have been the highest i had ever been because i was flying though the streets like i was on cloud nine like i was going into another motherfucking universe i felt my skin start to slide back from my face because of the light speed warp my skin is about to peel off my body and i just cant stop galloping. fucking crazy.
gallop in the sand sink down sink down
it swallows you whole
wait for the tied to come and soon you’ll be free
but the tied doesn’t come
you just keep sinking
i think of horses. then i think of hidago. then i think of how i pronounced hidalgo wrong for a really long time. i still dont know how that dumb horse’s name is pronounced.
horses on the beach, hearts racing, adrenaline pounding, racing to get to an unknown destination
horses gallop, its actually sort of magnificent to watch. a manifestation of nature and power and beauty…. the thrill and the wind that blows their manes back. how absolutely stunning.
The other day i ran, no it was more than that. It was something free, something beautiful. It was something that released the inner spirit. I galloped.
horses across a field.
children in gym class exercising in a way other than running.
an uneven pace, generally headed by one foot.
the most freeing of the ways i move quickly – easier than running or skipping.
an awkward word in general.
thundering along. faster. vicious, not precious; abandoned, not rhythmic. Full speed ahead, my friend. I go.
of course everyone thinks of a horse. I am also reminded of my “horse shoes”. Everytime I take a step, it sounds like a horse galloping. they are Italian sandals from the 1950’s, & they are fantastic.