Best Cowhide Poems

The clanking sound of spurs, the sun’s glare
off the shiny doppelganger derringers.
Her hat tipped onto her sweating brow.

“Contests! We don’t need no stinking contests!”

Her cowhide...

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Not for The Howdy Partner Contest




How many times, have you found,

yourself, walking down the street

Stetson on your head

and cowhide on your feet

Trying to rustle up

a...

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Let’s take this outside
Your turn to be objectified
Necktied offside and brutified
Come step outside
Where you can no longer hide
Now you and me can collide

You’re worse than...

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Tree Top Dancers
and Circus Clowns

The neighbors moved away. 
They said nothing to anyone, 
they just left. 
New people took the home. 
There was a big...

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Allow the cool air to affect the night opossum.
Daylight, melted snow, and fragrant blossom.
There is no drastic wailing, fierce snow, or lively hail.
Allow water to settle...

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MY AFRICA
 
A dusty street, commuters meet
A taxi crowded, a route decided
Street vendors sell, plastic from China
Fresh fruit, dead meat, flies from hell
A cellphone rings,...

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Statistical Sunday that starts fights
Along with bringing many delights
One simple cowhide ball
So called centralized thrall
Bringing outward competitive rights


Written for

Sponsor Royal Trevino 
Contest Name SUPER BOWL...

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The air on board was foul and putrid.

Chained together at the ankle in

coffles, evil dragged me and others

with scabbed lips on board.

Humiliated under the sun,...

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A little bit of twist
A little bit of grin
A flip of the hair

I am proud of myself
Pictures on my bookshelf
He and I collide, kiss and...

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 verse 

Myriads of unknown promises
are stilled, collecting dust on a bedside shelf.
Still, they remain God’s sacred, holy voice.

Life’s biggest mysteries resolved therein.
The Living Word,...

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Amid 240 units of toil
Reigns my Connie
Where she walks
Is blessed soil

California sun
To match her hair,
No nature's beauty
Could compare

Sitting at a table,
With her friend Denise,
Mulling over...

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I saw a buggy at the antique store today, its beauty unsurpassed!
I couldn't help but sit and muse awhile about its esoteric past.
It was shiny...

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Cowboy rides horse cowboy boots in stirrups
Cowboy hat waving in hand, yeehaw it’s grand,
Cowgirl is on the range!  Lasso by corral
Appaloosa horse hurrah! ...

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SAGEBRUSH RANCH

holding his small hand,
jumping up and down,
in the silver box —
a playground with mirrors
and three buttons.
people that look like us
are all around.
when the box...

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There is a story ‘bout Casey, that is but incomplete
It tells of simple ball and bat and Mighty’s ignoble feat
There we learned of failure and...

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