Times Change

Dusty little towns
West of the Great Divide
Where great-grandchildren of cowboys
On ranches still reside.

Small western museums
With local antiquities inside; 
Native American artifacts, 
Some horse tack for a cowboy's ride.

There among the fancy
Are two dresses hemmed above the knee,
20's Jazz Age fashion
Worn far from the speak-easy.

Caused a bit of an uproar,
As they danced on the sawdust floor.
Who were these rebel cowgirls,
These flappers from western lore?
Copyright © | Year Posted 2025

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Etgen-Baker Avatar
July 28, 2025 at 4:52 PM
This poem is so clever and cute! What a joy to read. Hope you are well, hugs, Sara
Greenhough Avatar
August 2, 2025 at 7:57 AM
---- I'm glad to see you back. Thank you for reading my poem.
Horne Avatar
July 12, 2025 at 11:27 AM
love this entertaining write - yee hah
Greenhough Avatar
July 12, 2025 at 12:25 PM
Thank you very much. I'm hoping to share my love of the desert wth others through my poems, Jack. I wish you a lovely weekend.
Jones Avatar
May 28, 2025 at 9:53 PM
I like the way you put this together! It’s so engaging and entertaining! Makes me want to read more!
Greenhough Avatar
May 28, 2025 at 10:05 PM
Thank you. I hope to write more. I haven't seen the things in the basement yet.
Foster Avatar
May 20, 2025 at 6:09 PM
Museums are very interesting places. This one sounds delightful.. keeping the past remembered. Nicely written Hilda.. thank you for your comments on some of my posts. It is appreciated.. take care.
Greenhough Avatar
May 22, 2025 at 7:11 PM
Thank you for your comment. I'm glad you enjoy museums too.
Godwin Avatar
May 15, 2025 at 10:58 PM
Yes, the flow, the rhythm - all the ingredients that attract and engage me. Unique and interesting subject, too. CayCay
Greenhough Avatar
May 16, 2025 at 9:32 PM
Thank you. Museums have a lot to offer regarding history.
Buhagiar Avatar
May 5, 2025 at 1:53 AM
Hi Hilda, I used to watch many film with cowboys in them. Alas I am barred from travelling now. Always wished to spend some time in USA.
Greenhough Avatar
May 5, 2025 at 6:15 AM
I'm sorry to hear that you are unable to travel. Perhaps you can still watch some cowboys movies on t.v.
Empress Avatar
May 4, 2025 at 9:49 AM
Dear Hilda, this is so descriptive and very creative too, unique and clever wordplay painting imagery in such a catchy manner! I love also the rhymes! Ive never heard of cowboy poetry before, this is exciting and new for me and youv done an exquisite job! Pleasure visiting your page today! Sending you light always
Greenhough Avatar
May 5, 2025 at 6:10 AM
Thank you for your encouraging words. I'm glad you enjoyed my latest endeavor.
Wolf Avatar
May 3, 2025 at 9:45 PM
Well, those cowboys kNEEDed entertainment, didn't they?
Greenhough Avatar
May 3, 2025 at 9:57 PM
Try visiting a museum. You learn a lot.
Crandall Avatar
May 3, 2025 at 10:51 AM
You create a nice picture. It reminds me of my grandfather, who was orphaned, and grew up on a ranch in Arizona. He was still dressing like a cowboy in the 1960s here in California.
Greenhough Avatar
May 3, 2025 at 1:48 PM
Once a cowboys, always a cowboys. I feel bad for your grandfather because of his life as an orphan. I hope his life during his adult years, was happy.
George Avatar
May 2, 2025 at 11:17 PM
We witness spectacular changes as time passes. Those who break old culture and mores will be branded as rebels. Cowboy culture and their ranch life are quite interesting. Well written dear Hilda.
Greenhough Avatar
May 2, 2025 at 11:50 PM
Thank you for your comment. As time has passed, I find myself between two eras, 20th century and 21sr century. I wish I could go back.
Radice Avatar
May 2, 2025 at 4:47 AM
What an interesting read! I had never heard the term ‘flappers’ before - I honestly thought you were referring to their dresswear :) so I just had to look the term up: “ Flappers were young women in the 1920s who embraced a more modern, liberated lifestyle and challenged traditional societal norms. They were known for their short skirts, bobbed hair, jazz music, and enjoyment of alcohol and dancing. Flappers also embraced greater sexual freedom and challenged the Victorian morality of their parents.” Cheers (or should that be yee-haw?) Gary
Greenhough Avatar
May 2, 2025 at 6:27 AM
Flappers were known for their clothes and dancing the new styles to new music. But I'll check with the museum and see if they knew who these girls were. The dresses may have been a lark. The dresses are still inappropriate in a religious community, which this town is.
DiMino Avatar
May 2, 2025 at 4:20 AM
Joan of Arc, Annie Oakley comes to mind -- they did their own things, and could compete with the best. Wonderful write. My wife grew up on a farm. Did square dancing on a horse. Hunted with her 22 at twelve. Wore pants when expected to wear dresses.
Greenhough Avatar
May 2, 2025 at 6:17 AM
Your wife must have lived an exciting life. I hope you enjoyed my vignette of the past. Have a wonderful weekend.
Gifford Avatar
May 2, 2025 at 2:08 AM
Hello Hilda, this is a lovely write of days of old. I do like looking and reading about it. I always learn something new each time.Thank you for sharing. Wishing you a fabulous weekend, my friend.
Greenhough Avatar
May 2, 2025 at 2:19 AM
Thank you.
Rolland Avatar
May 1, 2025 at 5:39 PM
really delicious atmosphere, i love these cities of the past, lot of stories there have a sweet week end poet
Greenhough Avatar
May 1, 2025 at 9:08 PM
Thank you for your comment. Perhaps I will visit another nearby museum this weekend.
Hind Avatar
May 1, 2025 at 5:21 PM
Interesting- learned new things :) nice rhyme, too
Greenhough Avatar
May 1, 2025 at 5:25 PM
Thank you.
Leach Avatar
May 1, 2025 at 11:19 AM
I absolutely loved this, from the dusty roots of the old West to the sparkle of Jazz Age rebellion! The imagery of flapper dresses hemmed above the knee “dancing on the sawdust floor” is so vivid and full of life. You’ve captured a delightful moment where tradition meets transformation, and it reads like a folk song wrapped in history. Beautifully told! Warmly, Alesia
Greenhough Avatar
May 1, 2025 at 12:16 PM
I truly value your comment of praise. Now I am inspired. Thank you.
Buehler Avatar
April 30, 2025 at 3:35 PM
I love this nostalgic look back to a long ago time, Hilda. Lovely writing! :) hugs
Greenhough Avatar
April 30, 2025 at 4:30 PM
I'm glad you enjoyed it. Thank you for visiting.
Andresen Avatar
April 30, 2025 at 12:57 PM
- Thinking about the black and white cowboy movies that were on TV when I was a kid... dusty cowgirls in the bar, Hilda - ... everything has changed since then...sigh :) - hugs
Greenhough Avatar
April 30, 2025 at 2:11 PM
Lots of changes but still a lot of ranches and yearly rodeos. Thanks for reading.
Romios Avatar
April 30, 2025 at 7:39 AM
Very nice, Hilda! Shows the thoughr, you put into this, thank you. Pangie
Greenhough Avatar
April 30, 2025 at 7:43 AM
I'm glad you liked it. It was inspired by my recent visit to a museum in town.
Singh Avatar
April 29, 2025 at 10:35 PM
,As time changes there is intersection of traditions with modernity.An interesting poem.
Greenhough Avatar
April 30, 2025 at 7:42 AM
Thank you. This town was very remote and strictly religious. The dresses must have opened a controversy.
Mckeithan Avatar
April 29, 2025 at 2:23 PM
Well done Hilda. Time changes.
Greenhough Avatar
April 29, 2025 at 4:39 PM
Thank you for reading my first cowboys poem.
Bauer Avatar
April 28, 2025 at 4:02 PM
nicely done, hilda! i can picture it all perfectly...
Greenhough Avatar
April 28, 2025 at 4:21 PM
Yep. It gets lively in the old west. Thanks for reading.
M  Avatar
April 28, 2025 at 3:52 PM
Great poem Hilda...l visualised those rebel Cowgirls whooping it up on sawdust floor! Really enjoyed reading this....Debx
Greenhough Avatar
April 28, 2025 at 4:19 PM
Thank you. This is my first CP.
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