Best Desperados Poems

A funny thing happened on the way to my hanging
Couldn't sleep the night before my head was banging
I was innocent of a crime that I...

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"Why is it", the donkey mused, "that horses get all the glory?
Seems throughout the ages its the same old hackneyed story.
We go unheralded and are...

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The marshal saddled up as dawn broke over old Dodge City.
Upon town rabble and mean hombres he took no pity!
He donned his ten-gallon hat and...

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When Faith turns fanatic, 
When the mind, like a sponge soaked in dogma, 
When the lure of money overrides, 
When reason is hoodwinked
With the promise...

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The Hill Country is dry and you can forget about California
Filled with dying live oak and mesquite
There’s a seven-year drought upon us
And momma says it’s...

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How I look forward to October the thirty-first each year!
Though the autumn be chilly and the weather a bit drear,
I have the pleasure of meeting...

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Like Hannibal we crossed the pass and crossed 
   the Alps (okay, the Brynderwyn Hills) 
and a bridge too far on north-west passage.
...

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All are prisoners locked in the prism of timespace
A few sail through cushioned from the rigours of hate
Yet none may opt out never losing the...

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Under cover of darkness
two glowing eyes in awareness 
of all its cruel foes 
that appears where ever it goes.
An untuned carniverous orchestra sings
funerary songs as...

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© 2011 (by Jim Sularz)
(The true story of Frank Eaton – AKA “Pistol Pete”)


There’s a saying out West, know by gunslingers best,
that’ll deep six you...

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There’s a scoundrel in the wings
He’s drunk again hear him sing
For whisky is the taste for him
And his songs the wind to me brings

In his...

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A child made from a passionate romance, I heard a mother -n- a father holler from 

their son throwing up both his hands, we heard...

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What happened to those 
who shed many a tear
and bled for others?

They died hungry
lamenting their last years.

I know those unknown
and I know how much of...

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Once upon a time:
a wet market bat eater
turned humanity into mask wearing
double ply paper hoarding survivalist.
Rapist and assorted ogres were being set free
making room for...

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Emerging from the shadows of the mission’s broken wall,
The moon falls on her shoulders like a ghostly silken shawl.
She wears a chain of silver and...

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