Best Broad Shouldered Poems

He smiles at me.
As though the weight
Of psychedelic visions
Were insubstantial
And inconsequential;
A trivial thing.

Broad-shouldered emotions
Mushroom through 
Organic momentum
To greet my pain,
A throbbing haze
That is my post-script.

Narcotic serenity
Wraps around my brain,
Slurring everything
In my tilt-a-whirl scene,
Until the funhouse
Sweeps me away.

I feel myself shrinking
Like Alice In Wonderland,
But I am...

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Bold, wide, and gently rolling or narrow, crisp, and clear, 
rushing over bedrock. Broad shouldered to carry the burden
of the depths, or lithe and athletic, coursing swiftly down a
stream. Men stand and gaze transfixed by the timeless
rippling and unfolding of your waters.

The Rivers

Provider of food...

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Now soaring high above the lands
that form the Big Sur shore,
her wings enjoin the wind and sky
set free forevermore.
Where hills, broad shouldered, meet the sea
eternal, vast, and blue,
and cloud-laced skies above the earth
now greet her soul so true.
She soars, a butterfly set free, 
o'er all...

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They sit gossiping 
around on chairs
Under shady walnut
Sh! Sh! Backbiting! 
Abusing! Loud laughing…
having fun!
A proud young man 
newly appointed
Abused his pupils in 
anger
When I in innocence 
interrupted him
And reminded of his 
class,
For the poor pupils I saw 
were waiting
Opening their books on 
their bags.

Another one,...

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Old Jane Gallagher, 
she was fine, 
in that sun shining on an every-day-girl sort of way.
Giggling 
as her checkers clacked and she stacked up her kings, 
funny 
how young women enter men’s senses and take over their hearts.
Young women 
with fresh friendly faces, and smooth,...

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I once knew a young cowboy in Tulsa.
He was broad shouldered with longish blonde hair.
He rodeo’d with the best of that breed,
And he was champion of our county fair.

He was something to see with the women. 
Always had a new beauty in his sight.
Never heard...

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You reek of fancy smell
That one worn by a kingly son
You spend your daddy’s golden coins
And drive like a daring prince to town
You open doors like gentlemen
And lead her way to tricky nonse
You smile like she was your world
And dance until she finds romance
Which bait...

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He was the leader of the band till age ninety-three
Won the Senior Olympics five-mile race thirty times
In the Depression Dad worked to feed his family
And succeeded by pinching all nickels and dimes

Never raised his voice in anger; that was not Dad’s way
Gave money to educate...

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I knew a rodeo cowboy in Tulsa
Broad shouldered with shiny blonde hair
He was a sight to behold with women
Knew 'em all at our county fair

We’ve got a high school rodeo team now
'Bout the best you’ll find anywhere
Four ropers, three riders and a clown –
Broad shouldered...

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An Old Cowboy's Thunder

I stopped at a bar with a big neon star,
And looked for a seat in the crowd. 
I saw a grizzled old gent who looked pretty spent. 
He sat alone at a table, tall and proud. 
 
I said "Pardon me, sir,...

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A Young Cowboy From Tulsa

I once knew a young cowboy in Tulsa
Broad shouldered with long blonde hair
He rodeo’d with the best of that breed
And was champion of our county fair.

He was a sight to behold with women
A new girl every Saturday night
Never heard ‘em complain...

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I knew a rodeo champ in Tulsa
He was broad shouldered with shiny blonde hair
He was a sight to behold with women
And knew all of them at our county fair

Then one night in the dead of the Winter
He left town and was never seen again
We heard...

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Now that the half-lit vigil of the housewife has ended
And the petitions for forgiveness have begun,
To what shall we aspire?
The worlds are set in motion
And the damaged walls were mended,
Not by the strong willed, broad shouldered
Man of action, but rather
By the joining of two minds,
The...

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during the Eves of festival
a broad shouldered man
came into or near
the Layer were Witches were said to dwell
He came there to challenge
the Goblin who made
pots in the cave
Witches, Witches  ask him here
cast your spell and make him appear.
I wish this Goblin to weave my...

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I stopped at a bar with a big neon star,
And looked for a seat in the crowd.
I saw a grizzled old gent who looked pretty spent.
He sat alone at a table, tall and proud.

I judged him four score, but he could have been more
, And...

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