My Poems


There's no greater place that I would want to be                                                                                                                  Then the beautiful bluegrass state of  Kentucky                                                                                                        Miles and miles of painted white rolling fences                                                                                                                       Early morning mist hovering over the green hills                                                                                                                        Well groomed horses ready to run for the thrills 

Fancy carriages pulled by beauties strutting their stuff                                                                                                           One ride, two rides, three rides, it’s never quite enough                                                                                                      Fifteen distillery’s in the big city’s or in small urban                                                                                                                     Some rum some gin but the bragger is the bourbon

Maker’s Mark, Heaven Hill, Four Roses and Jim Beam                                                                                                              Besides the horses and hats, this is every jockey’s dream                                                                                                     Every season to me at least seems just about right                                                                                                                          Summer and spring  has it’s warmth in which I delight

Winter is cold and  crisp with a little bit of snow                                                                                                                                    Quickly it's gone making room for the bluegrass to grow                                                                                                                               Fall is the best and my favorite leaving no room for debates                                                                                                              It last longer and is more colorful than any of the other states

One last thing least I forget, do this so you'll have no regrets                                                                                                You bought the hats, drank the booze, possibly ran up some debts                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                              Now that you've had fun and made all the rounds                                                                                                                    Please buy that winning ticket at Churchill Downs!

Author Eileen Clark