Tom Hitt Poet Rhyme

Ode To the Pony Express

Imagine the joy! A word from the east
Delivered by pony express,
I ride into town on this nag of a beast
Fetching mail for my humble address.

Imagine the miles! Stretched far 'cross the plain
One rider, horse, saddle and bag,
Crouched o'er the withers, nose close to the mane
Spurred to relay before they might flag.

Imagine the hand! Crossed over the reins
As one man pulls back on the bit,
Another spurs on, fast and far 'cross the plains
Thus defining the truth in true grit.

Imagine the thrill! Mail passed hand to hand
From rider, to office, to nag,
Far west came my missive; a tip of my hat!
To the rider, horse, saddle and bag.

~TH~  http://wrongwaywriteway.com

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Ilene Bauer March 14, 2015 at 5:04 PM this is a wonderful tribute to remind us of days long ago. your rhyme is excellent! Tom Hitt March 15, 2015 at 7:14 AM Thanks so much for your kind words Ilene. Thanks for reading! ~TH~

Jimi Peranteau March 14, 2015 at 3:45 PM Thanks for the image in my brain! If only we all still valued a hand written letter over electronic messages! Tom Hitt March 15, 2015 at 7:16 AM Thanks Jimi! I actually collect and use typewriters, and I do still get 2-4 letters out to friends and family each week. You can see many of my typewriters here-- http://wrongwaywriteway.com Thanks for reading! ~Tom~