Vaquero Poems - Poems about Vaquero

...Charley my wheel horse says that Jim is a yack, always jawing now. They are both scrunchers, they nearly swallow their teeth on chow. Jim is unsalted, but not lazy or slow, although he has trail du......Read the rest...

...And Margarita holds her mother's sleeve as she's lead toward the waiting surrey ride. El Segundo with reins of bays doth weave to find a space at colonnade's near side. "I've never seen him mis......Read the rest...

...I was not carrying milkweeds like a maiden when you met me. The thunderous blood-red holler my ear yet not been acquainted with. You rode your moods like a vaquero. In and out of ranges near swir......Read the rest...

...Good Father Saez was right about the rain. It didn't beat against the wooden door. Without the rain their carriage they could gain, and Jose made his way down tiled brown floor to seek the colonn......Read the rest...

...Cowboy Howdy the Clown still goes To town with ten little shoes on his toes Purple hair and a square blue nose Ten grey flowers for Cimarron Rose An itty bitty teeny weeny cowboy hat Vaquero ch......Read the rest...

...Patron's now kind words flooded foreman's brain - such praise from Mayor High, much grandiose! " I'm sorry, Senor Huerra, you couldn't attend the party I gave her last week in her honor. Margar......Read the rest...

...I rode a longhorn steer clear across Texas this summer and no one noticed until I rode into New Mexico."That is strange, senor" A vaquero said standing beside the road. "Don't people here ride co......Read the rest...

...The Vaquero Create for me a vaquero With slow walk, loving rodeo Long rides on cool high mountain trails Where it's wooded__love never fails Who rides comfortable as can......Read the rest...

...Who was that tall cowboy I saw ridin’ by the door? He seems just like some shadow that I’ve seen before. He shimmers in the twilight – he was here and then gone— Just a shadow cowboy like the hors......Read the rest...

...What do you see when you look at his face Weather beaten & etched by hard work’s steady pace? You see a broken down drunken old fool I see a vaquero, a cowboy old school These cattle, those horse......Read the rest...