What in a Horse by Gregg Hake What in a horse Lifts man's spirits To the heavens? His graceful air, His gentle strength, His serving heart? His pliant will, His playful mind, His quiet look? What in a horse Draws forth virtue From his rider? I dare not choose.
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The Ride of My Life: Life Lessons Learned on Horseback
"They say Princes learn no art truly, but the art of horsemanship. The reason is, the brave beast is no flatterer. He will throw a prince as soon as his groom." - Ben Johnson Despite my best laid plans, I've often found myself bouncing along the path of life like a bad rider on a …
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Collaborative Efforts
It's no secret that most of mankind's best ideas grew out of people working together. There may be an isolated flash of brilliance or divine inspiration, but in my observation man's most significant steps forward have come from collaborative efforts to achieve something uncommon, if not great. Even when the seed of inspiration was singular, …
Evening Mist – A Haiku by Gregg Hake
Evening Mist, a Haiku by Gregg Hake Mists of the evening, Drifting like pollen roused by Buzzing tuning forks.
The Humble Bee
The Humble Bee by Gregg Hake The bumblebee's a humble bee Despite her magic powers. She takes with her a hidden key And flies around for hours. Though some with nectar draw her near, Others with pollen woo- Nature is God's engineer, The fit survive, it's true. She grabs ahold with her strong jaw And …
Grand Slam: A Lesson in Humility
Life has a way of keeping you humble. That said, in humility is strength. Allow me to explain... I moved to Atlanta from Los Angeles in the mid-1990s and like anyone in a new city, I spent the first few weeks making new friends and establishing a new routine. Having always been active in sports, …
Rise and See
Are we as in the days of yore Too blind to see that we're yet poor? Though swimming in apparent wealth Our lives are hollowed out by stealth. To wit we're sold a bill of goods And robbed of hope from childhood. Taught to bow before the throne Where every king is but a drone. …
Let there be light
We push back the darkness- Not as a man, Who with human strength Folds a bar of black iron Back upon itself, But as the sun, Whose radiance Pours the dawn Into the black of night. We push back the darkness- Not as a beast, Which with brutal zeal Repels the thieving foes That lurk …
The Classic Device
The masses huddle Under wings of power, Fears fanned By corrupted 'leaders' Questing For their own gain.
Hold Fast
Dreams by Langston Hughes Hold fast to dreams For if dreams die Life is a broken-winged bird That cannot fly. Hold fast to dreams For when dreams go Life is a barren field Frozen with snow. I remember having big dreams as a child: world peace, clean energy, an end to starvation, etc. Life has …
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