Cattle Cowboy Poetry Poems

...But Mains just shrugged, then said, “Let’s go.”
offered the wrists to his bandittos.
Two of them led the man away,
Diaz fumed more watching him go.

Denied the...

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I rise up early to breathe the crisp clean air
of winds blowing 'cross the grass wondrous and fair

Across the valley the mountains rise up high
jagged...

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By the time the sun's faded o’er the prairie
well I’m just about as tired as tired can be
My horse has been fed and all the...

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Well, I’ve lived in this Montana country
guess it's been pert near fourteen years 
I call myself a cowboy though I ain't
punched no cows or branded...

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When your ride’n drag through the swelterin’ heat,
and you've bout had all the dust one-man can eat.
When the sweat’s running down from collar to boot,
just...

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VII.
It was one year, minus a day,
when Reg ventured back to her home,
he’d gotten work running cattle,
all over Nevada did roam.

But the whole time he...

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II.
Now Reg was good at pressing flesh,
always had a gift for the gab,
in twenty minutes the locals
treated him like the best friend they had.

He bought...

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...Todd was surprised by his stern eyes,
he seemed serious about it.
Todd said, “There’s a town two days on,
my horse can take double a bit.

“But I...

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An old Point Man phoned, “Do ya think you can do it?.  
Driving doggies and cows from the flanks of Mt. Stewart?"
Fattened on grass...

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Elias Kerwin was born to a woman
that people in the town didn’t care for,
way out in the old Dakota frontier,
she’d been nothing more than a...

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Gonna wake up 
At the brink of dawn 
With the d a r n little red rooster 
Cock-a-doodle doodling alarm 

Saddle
My horse and ride out
Cross...

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This is the place the ’punchers come
when it is time to drink their pay,
ride in from the hilly rangelands
to forget cattle for a day.

Norma in...

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In a clap-board building by the Tetons,
1919, if you’re wondering the year,
a man named Sid Hull sat down for a drink
in a saloon they called...

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...When he awoke, she stood by his side,
pointing down at him with his shinny Colt,
said,”You’ve just prolonged the pain that I’m in,
now stop following me,...

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My son’s name is Dylan, was country raised
in the hills of Wyoming where cattle graze,
helped on the ranch, but never felt fulfilled,
hated his hometown as...

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