Badlands Poems - Poems about Badlands

Bird of the Badlands Who is a Russell? And what can he be? A Crow, a Grackle, or Brewer's like me. Is he a Raven, a Warbler, or Dat? All the same color, but don't wear a hat. I'm a Mocking Bird, however take care. The things that I say, can fly through the air. By Josehf Lloyd Murchison...

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A hilltop covered in yellow and green Reveals secrets long unseen A quiet stillness pierces the air As nature makes clear that she is still there A barren landscape, or so it seems Void of grass or lakes or streams Yet if you listen carefully for the sounds Soon you'll find that life abounds Upon us did nature this...

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Into the badlands I must flee escaping those who wish me ill. Good judgement failed me, now I see, into the badlands I must flee. O wretched hand, such villainy in one rash act that haunts me still - into the badlands I must flee escaping those who wish me ill. Written 3 Nov 2020...

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In these badlands dinosaurs roamed in the Mesozoic era till meteor strike dino stoned in these badlands dinosaurs roamed now paleontologists bone remnants of long ago terra in these badlands dinosaurs roamed in the Mesozoic era 10/30/2020 Into the Badlands Sponsor Edward Ibeh...

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Into the Badlands she rode, with spurs lightning fast. Her chocolate stallion, her wild companion, slows in the maco sica, a dry and dusty forecast. Into the Badlands she rode, with spurs lightning fast. a slim cigarette and weathered face, built to outlast a South Dakota storm and browbeat Hell’s canyon. Into the Badlands she rode, with spurs lightning fast Her chocolate...

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Into the badlands we travel with hearts full of infinite hope. Ecosystem in this national park fosters four hundred species of life. Sedimentary layers of pink, tan and white look like soap. Into the badlands we travel with hearts full of infinite hope. Oglala Lakota people named it land bad as they learned to cope. Ghost dances are performed there...

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In the incised badlands of my arid life I wander lost, the footprints disappear in the eroded time’s debris. The stretch of the last mile still waits to be crossed in the incised badlands of my arid life. I wander lost in wilderness, losing your hands, I needed the most to take me to plateau’s edge as the sun sets...

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Into the Badlands Into dark realms where death’s delusions ride Strides the victorious warrior of charity Grace and solitude in wilderness here abide! Into dark realms where death’s delusions ride Torrents of grace wake flowers in reply – Blooms in wastelands of sand – life to guide! Into dark realms where death’s delusions ride Strides the victorious warrior of charity 10-24-20 Contest: Pick a Title...

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“Let ‘em loose,” came his bellowing yell, “I got 3,000 head I gotta to sell, Goin' 1,000 miles in weather that's hell, You're all gonna sweat and all gonna smell”- The boss’s eyes on ten cowboys did lay, With disdain in his words he smirked to say, “Keep ‘em cattle rollin', don’t let ‘em stray, If one ends up missing, you’re all...

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The wild stallion's whinny echos across the harsh, dry canyons, The sun dries the lands, leaving only cacti, But the cowboy, strong and proud sits on his mighty stallion, The king of the Badlands, The coyote whimper as he passes, The snakes slither away at his step, All bow to him, King of the Badlands....

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Out west, near Black Hills, over South Dakota way, On land where layered rocks records eons before – Some thieves rode the badlands that hot steamy day. Rough riding rustlers raided a ranch; stole a boar. Those thieves took, tackle, grain, food, and wine grapes. Two rife and rifled cowboys planned to settle the score! Rugged and fearless with sweat on...

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Cowboys in the Badlands Out West, across the great divide great open spaces oceans wide. Beauty in these badlands does hide everything fights us as we ride. Last stop, was exciting wild Abilene shot an hombre that was very mean. Watched him bleed as he slowly died his gal held him and loudly she cried. Before, she had sworn love to me next his...

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The wilderness in Arizona during cowboy days was for the adventurous to journey far away from their home front into the great divide where wolves and coyotes could take their lives. They were skilled hunters and master trappers that could spot a prairie dog close ready to go up their trousers. With two...

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The two Cowboys stood at the cliff of a great divide. Jacob stood, starring across the opening with Bill still in his saddle, close by his side. The rocky scene was like A kaleidoscope, every color, ever known. Is there any other place you would rather be Bill? Bill said, No Jacob, I don't believe so. Jacob slowly, climbed back on...

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Hey, buddy, Bob! Now the time is different It is not what it used to be. The days of the drives and roundups The campfire, the smell of beans burning. Pointing gun at someone to get Some biscuits, tobacco or fruits Those little comforts to grab. Look there, over and down the hills There are habitats and villages There are signals and sign boards Neon...

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