Clop

In the silky afternoon air we clop along past Spanish-style pastel-hued houses, under palms and pepper trees, by clumps of old men with leathery skin stretched tight over high, sharp bones, alongside energetic murals, beneath baroque cathedrals with big cedar doors, and beside shops flogging crocodile boots and Cuban cigars. ❋ Richard Bangs (2010)

On the outskirts of Cairo is Giza, where I hire a camel and clop to see the great pyramids in the soft coral flush of dawn. ❋ Richard Bangs (2011)

The only sounds to be heard in his cavernous showroom-turned-theatre once the French communist party HQ, was the clip-clop of high heels on the PVC catwalk, and the calm, studied voice of the "announcer" who introduced each design by number, together with a detailed description of the silhouette and materials, in French, and then in English. ❋ Hilary Moss (2011)

And another noise, like a footstep clop, footstep clop. ❋ Julia DeVillers (2011)

Including the famous whinny, snort, farting and clip-clop. ❋ Unknown (2011)

We went outdoors and stepped into a horse-drawn sleigh, to clop through a winter wood in 19th Century New England. ❋ Unknown (2010)

They clip clop toward the cellar door over to the coat closet and back into the living room. ❋ Unknown (2010)

It is me, the wonderful Cosimo de 'Stork, who is about to clop and clip his way along the wide nest lanes of the nest, and for who knows what reason, except that I must begin at last to clop and clip in the nest. ❋ Unknown (2010)

 The water pump hummed while the floating clapper on the intakeclop, clop, clopped. ❋ Unknown (2010)

I walk and I clop in the nest and along the long haring bird stretches of the nest forest, I go. ❋ Unknown (2010)

Why should I always clip in the nest, go through the nest always clipping, when in any case, without much more trouble, I could surely clop in the nest and do a bit of fine clopping. ❋ Unknown (2010)

Samar is a dynamic lady - dramatic arm gestures, twinkly eyes, a cigarette-induced gravelly voice you can hear down the hallway along with the clip-clop of her heels on the marble floor. ❋ Unknown (2010)

 When I was a little girl, I would sometimes slip on my mother's high heels — enormous, they seemed to me then — and clop around the kitchen tile floor. ❋ Unknown (2010)