The trail

Dornbrau gives us what she calls her first and last Cowboy Poem. Don't sell yourself short, girl. It's a gooder.

Here's more

Here's another. This one is a Cowgirl poem.

 

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Here's some

Sandi wrote a Cowboy Ode. Anybody up fer tryin' a Cowboy Sonnet?

Guess what?

It's National Cowboy Poetry Week. Yeah, this week! Write some Cowboy Poetry.

Another original fer ya

Cowboy Dreams

Gentle flicker hypnotises
Chest and chin attract
Like magnets

The door swings open
My new boots on the planks
Echo
Like gunshots down the silent street

Matchhead flares and sputters
Newborn flame flutters precariously
Until cupped by miniature hands

The little man reaches up to my cheroot
"What did you say your name was again?"

Tongue of heat wavering nervously
Attracted to the tobacco
Yet unsure
Until I draw it in

"I didn't" I reply
And turn away
Into light

White

Noise

And a sore neck in the moring

Traveler's Tales

Here's a local boy spoutin' cowboy verse. Neil Harding McAlister hails from Port Perry, Ontario. Hats off to you, Neil.

End o' the day

Calfs have all been caught
Beans are in the pot
Fire's makin' 'em hot
Saddle sores're what I got