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A Short Ride

He weren't nothin' but a broomtail. Jist a sorry lookin', notch-eared nag. He stood there leanin' ag'in' the fence Like a dirty, wore out, old dish rag. But the wrangler was desp'rate fer a mount And there weren't none else around. So he paid the stableman ten bucks-- The nag weren't worth two cents a pound. When the wrangler cinched the saddle down The horse gave out a groan And breathed a weary, ragged sigh, As the seasoned rider settled on. Then spur raked lightly horse's flank, And sparks began to fly. Like a July, Roman candle, The nag shot to’rd the sky. The screamin' bomb turned end fer end, Then halted on a dime. He bounded north and he bounded south; In both directions at one time. Then once ag'in the rocket fired And the pair was skyward bound. Two critters one when they went up, But not when they came down. The nag lit lightly on his feet As a feather, you might say. The wrangler landed on his face In a cloud of dust, ten feet away. The broomtail watched the wrangler Drag his bruised and achin' body by; Then he limply leaned ag'in' the fence, And twitched his ears and closed his eyes.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2005

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Date: 9/14/2008 1:17:00 PM
This has shades of the old Marty Robbins ballads. Wonderful images and an overall delight to read! Congratulations also on being featured! I'm new here and can only guess the honor having been selected by your peers here at Poetry Soup. Looking forward to reading more of your work!
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Date: 9/10/2008 4:05:00 PM
This is a great story and a wonderfully written poem, Bill. I really enjoyed it. Congratulations on being selected as a Favorite of the Week! Sue M.
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Date: 9/10/2008 8:47:00 AM
Hi to you, Bill :) Congratulations on being featured this week, a treat for us all. This poem is wonderfully can see that poor cowpoke flying upwards and being set down on a cloud of dust.:) Written with humour, accented by the details. Miss you Bill. Best to you...Giod bless you and you always..Mikki
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Date: 9/10/2008 5:52:00 AM
William, outstanding work as usual. Congrats on the feature this week. Love, Carol
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Date: 9/10/2008 5:49:00 AM
Good work, William, I enjoyed this one. congrats on the selection. Love, daver
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Date: 9/10/2008 3:44:00 AM
well written :)
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Date: 9/9/2008 10:55:00 AM
Still some fire in the old nag. Quite a ride for the cowboy. Congratulations William on "A Short Ride" being featured. Vince
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Date: 9/8/2008 2:54:00 PM
Ouch! Great write! Congratulations William on your well deserved featured write of the week. Love, Shar
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Date: 9/7/2008 10:18:00 PM
I just simply loved this poem - great ride - Congrats on being featured
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Date: 9/7/2008 5:30:00 PM
Interesting use of language for a creative poem. Congratulations on having it featured. Keep on writing! Best wishes for continued success. Karen
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Date: 9/4/2008 6:33:00 PM
Never judge a horse by just looking huh? Goes for women too!
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