Barbara Gorelick Poet Quatrain

Hiding Out In the Badlands

At last, a refuge from the wind and sand
Afraid of the posse that was still on their heels
Now they could loose themselves in the badlands
Wondering why they had ever decided to steal

The horses worn down something terrible
Not much left of the beans and the bacon
Canteens almost dry since yesterday morn
Their resolve to be outlaws severely shaken

Now Pete knew the badlands inside out
He'll lead them to water in a hidden  place
Here they'll rest up and wait for a spell
For surely they have more trouble to face

So they rode down into its deep  canyons 
Seeing the tracks of the lion and sheep
Past red rocks and carvings from the past
Now the badlands has one more secret to keep

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Sharon Gulley October 23, 2014 at 10:50 PM An awesome story Barbara, I enjoyed reading it...Sharon G.

Faye Gibson October 22, 2014 at 1:13 PM Congratulations, Barbara; enjoyed your entry.

Dr.Ram Mehta October 22, 2014 at 11:40 AM Enjoyed the story, congrats on the win,

Earl Schumacker October 22, 2014 at 11:10 AM Hi Barbara, Nicely told tale of the old west. Solid win. Congratulations. Earl

Jan Allison October 22, 2014 at 6:10 AM rexcellent poem - really loved the ending congrats on your win:-) hugs Jan xx

Brenda Meier-Hans October 21, 2014 at 10:59 PM Wow good ol beans and bacon, I never thought of them, what is a good western without em. Well written Barbara, congratulations on your win. Barbara Gorelick October 22, 2014 at 11:50 AM Thanks Brenda..I love cowboy stuff..your poem was terrific. BG

Isaiah Zerbst October 21, 2014 at 9:36 PM Amazed by the ending! It is like a finale that ends the poem perfectly. Thanks for your pleasing contribution to my contest.

Robert Lindley September 20, 2014 at 12:04 PM BG, you wrote a fine one for the contest. Last verse seals the deal and is a zinger for the imagination of the reader!! Bravo!!!

Dr.Ram Mehta September 19, 2014 at 2:15 AM Interesting write on the culture of the cowboy days, Barb

John Posey September 18, 2014 at 9:12 PM Great entry for this contest.... You should do well... You hit all the right buttons for the contest rules..... I hope to do as well.... Love ya .... Jake Barbara Gorelick September 18, 2014 at 9:51 PM Good to hear from you! The cowboy thing was fun. I believe I was a cowgirl in a past life...lol.

Frederic Parker September 18, 2014 at 1:31 PM Interesting take as the badlands was a place where many got lost, maybe it's just me but I've read a few of these badland poems and wrote one myself and each time I read one I can't get Marty Robbins out of my head