Alesia Leach Poet Cowboy Poetry

The Horse Named Maybe

I bought me a horse from a feller named Clyde,
said, "She’s gentle and sweet, just a joy for to ride."
Well, "Maybe" she was, and maybe she weren't--
the first thing she did was dump me in dirt.

I saddled up hopeful, boots shiny and proud,
"Maybe" just yawned and sat down on the ground.
I pulled, and I pushed, and I pleaded and begged,
but Maybe just blinked and then stomped on my leg.

Now me and ol' Maybe, we're thick as can be--
she naps in the shade, and she bosses on me.
Folks laugh when I ride--I don't mind much, you see--
'cause Maybe's the only girl stubborn as me.

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Darlene De Beaulieu May 3, 2025 at 3:58 PM Hello Alsesia this poem os cute. Hugs. /Darlene/ Darlene De Beaulieu May 11, 2025 at 4:15 PM Hello Alseia, That little horse is famous now. Thank you for the hugs. Hugs Daarlene/ Alesia Leach May 11, 2025 at 12:08 PM Hi Darlene! Thank you so much--I'm glad you found it cute! That little horse trotted right out of my imagination and onto the page. Sending hugs back your way!

Justin Bordner April 28, 2025 at 6:15 PM At least they understand one another...this is a fine write in loving personification and psychological projection Alesia. I like the parable herein...love that which you understand...J.A.B. Alesia Leach May 1, 2025 at 10:47 AM Thank you, Justin. You always seem to find the quiet truths tucked between the lines. I’m so glad you saw the parable within--it’s one close to my heart. Understanding, even in silence, can be the purest form of love. With appreciation, Alesia