Spurs Are Loose

the twang of her country boots
       slipping, sliding on peanut shells
               spurs are loose, on the run
  her tongue like a silver bell

                        Jimmy fringed suede
                         swaying side to side
                             this cowgirl raves
with a wink and a down-home grin

                           simplicity cascades
              from her resplendent crown
                  her slender fingers strum
her cordial gee-tar

        yee-haw,           the crowd lauds
                  loud and proud of the star
                       she twinkles and soars
high-fiving the lights of the ebony sky

11/14/2019
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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Ligon Avatar
November 24, 2019 at 9:01 AM
This is a fun poem. Great descriptions.
Rodrigues Avatar
November 24, 2019 at 12:03 PM
Thank you, Juliet! Yee-haw!
One Avatar
November 16, 2019 at 11:50 AM
Interesting poem...As a Brit I guess I don't fully understand haha..
Rodrigues Avatar
November 16, 2019 at 9:38 PM
Thanks, Silent! :):)
Krutsinger Avatar
November 15, 2019 at 2:00 PM
Her cowboy ways are making me visualize so many moments in my family complete with boots, fringe, and cowboy hats! Than you for writing this one, Kim.
Rodrigues Avatar
November 15, 2019 at 2:01 PM
Thank YOU!
Michael Avatar
November 15, 2019 at 9:58 AM
Sounds like a free Spirit roaming the West with Spurs...and an Angel Voice...
Rodrigues Avatar
November 15, 2019 at 10:06 AM
:) Arturo
Green Avatar
November 15, 2019 at 9:28 AM
I could see this my friend because I have seen this after visiting many dance halls down here in Texas. Loved this kim.
Rodrigues Avatar
November 15, 2019 at 9:29 AM
Thank you, Chris :)
Romios Avatar
November 15, 2019 at 7:47 AM
Great description. I never was a cowgirl, but I had a costume when I was ten that I wore a lot. I had spurs, too. You reminded me of those long ago days. Guitar came in my 30's. And love horses. This is a fun piem.
Rodrigues Avatar
November 15, 2019 at 7:50 AM
Thank you, sweet lady!
Gutmacher Avatar
November 15, 2019 at 7:42 AM
amazing how this created a picture in my mind of the concert -- excellent job.
Rodrigues Avatar
November 15, 2019 at 7:44 AM
Thank you, Jon!
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