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With His Six Shooter In Hand He Emptied Its Load

With His Six Shooter In Hand He Emptied Its Load In a whiskey glazed stupor his horse he shot Under blue-wailing moon his heart, a broken mess And then his emotions tossed in their sad lot Somewhere with lost hope, his failures he did confess But as image appears, her beautiful face smiles She, kind goddess that had stolen his lonely heart Over and over, the argument -always starts And then the swarms of excruciating deep pains Fight to make it leave, his eyes look to the blue sky Silently these words he says, "My Lord help me please" Falling to dusty ground, he asks again the why Did God allow that beautiful witch his heart seize Then romantic thoughts flooded a confused brain Her dear vision so enticed and refused to leave It all was far too much, far too great a love-strain Next how she had him, ready to again deceive! But oh no, not again, his intellect then spoke Do not let this dark, deceptive thing again hurt Recall this truth, she had made his life a bad joke Remember torture, the loss, her poison black spurts And how she laughed as his tender heart she broke! The cowboy then rose on up from the desert sand. Swearing true, she and this are both accursed land! Mounting his horse towards Tombstone onward he rode Swearing, never let his wounded heart be "stoled"! Then a broad smile so magically it appeared Up the trail just head vision of her as he feared! With his six shooter in hand, he emptied its load And laughed out loud, as on to Tombstone he rode! Robert J. Lindley, Rhyme/Narrative April 12th 1982 Note: Edit.. Nov 21st 1983 The young cowboy made it all the way to Tombstone His young life was then about to meet pretty girl She too was standing proudly there and all alone Fate decreed it, they joined to give life a whirl!

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Christina Bowring

Date: 9/14/2023 7:07:00 AM

Dear Robert, like Brandy, I too, could see the scene before my eyes as you have described it with such skill and vivid imagery. It could be a scene from a film. You are not just a magnificent poet but storyteller as well and alongside sonnets, I think narrative poetry suits you very well my friend. What a powerful ending. Thoroughly enjoyed it and it’s nice when you tell the reader a little about the poem, when, why ,it was written. My admiration as always. Blessings and smiles to you.

Brandy Nicole

Date: 9/10/2023 6:44:00 PM

Dear Robert, so many emotions within that tangle around the senses. As I read your words, I could see this scene before my eyes. These moments feel so real, like I'm embracing his life and what he's going through. You have a golden pen, my dear friend. Many wonderful blessings to you. Hugs, Brandy

Robert Lindley
Date: 9/11/2023 4:42:00 AM

Thank you, my good friend. Yes, my good friend I felt all of that back then. I was awash in misery and knew not where to turn. It ate at my soul every day for months on end. Finally, my prayers were answered and I got over her. I was able to fire my six guns without anger and hurt in me. God bless you my friend.

Paul Callus

Date: 9/10/2023 2:48:00 PM

A most dramatic rendition in rhyme, Robert. An accumulation of heartbreak, pain, anger, and deceit contributes to a tragic ending. ~ Best regards, my friend // paul

Robert Lindley
Date: 9/10/2023 3:57:00 PM

Thank you, my good friend. Yes, long ago I learned to use those emotions when composing. My life as a young man was never an easy go. I went through so much. God bless you.

Sotto Poet

Date: 9/10/2023 1:58:00 PM

Your poem is exceptional. The power it holds is undeniable. Robert, your talent as a storyteller in poetic writing is extraordinary. The imagery and emotions conveyed are remarkable as well.

Robert Lindley
Date: 9/10/2023 3:55:00 PM

Thank you, my good friend. For me it is easy, I just write what my heart tells me. Even if its imaginary the heart still talks to me. Plus a lot of it is true things about my life, especially so my life when I was a young man. I had so much to learn. Especially so about love and relationships. God bless you.

Panagiota Romios

Date: 9/10/2023 11:02:00 AM

Robert! Quite a dramatic write. I have to fave this. Was hanging on to each sentence . You are a fantastic story teller in poem form, this poem blew me away! Congratulations on the Tombstone travail. Such great imagery and feeling, my vote For a POTD or POTW Bless you, Pangie xx

Robert Lindley
Date: 9/10/2023 11:20:00 AM

Thank you, my good friend. This poem was all imagination. I wrote it because a friend ask me to. He had told a new girlfriend that he was a poet, she bugged him to write, So I wrote this poem- gave it to him to give to her. They dated about 7/8 months then split up. Youth saw a lot of that back then. God bless you..