Best Lassoing Poems

On a bicycle, freedom's flight
Pedaling 'cross the horizon
Reflections of blue in my sight
With dreams of lassoing the sun

A girl's spinning wheels leave the ground
On a...

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My friends are my family.
Except....they like me, they adore me, they say nice things about me.
My friends understand that in a writer's life, sometimes I...

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When words are running rampant
You just have to rein them in.
By lassoing a few of them,
At least you can begin.

They’ll buck and kick and race...

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Peace and Love to You

Like the blazing rays of sunshine
Following the torrid rains,
You flashed into my life
Dissipating the darkness 
Of weary times—

Lassoing your rainbow,
I rode...

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It sounded so cool,
coming from the master
wordsmith there on the cover
of "Poets and Writers".
didn't he look like he knew?
White hair and beard,
impeccable, black turtleneck,
coarse cloth...

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Cattlemen in the evening sky
Who have gone to their by and by
Have been seen now and again
By those considered special friends.

Ridin' the stars and ropin'...

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May sunshine and scattered showers
Countdown days and sleepless hours
Village maidens creep from their bowers
Meet amongst the meadow flowers

In a circle they skip and dance

Whilst chanting...

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Tis the season, for"Love"....

The time of giving and caring

Peace on earth, and good will, to all of life!

To lay aside the swords, the spears, the...

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Fiddle, Faddle, Fart,
     My brain is falling apart.


     Tweedle, Twaddle, Dee,
     Oh deary...

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I've spent my entire life avoiding
becoming a material man, the
tentacles of competition growing out
of my heart, fed by the springs of my
soul...

functioning as some mythical...

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Yesterday the mice had full reigns of the house
In every corner a set of beady eyes looked on
The rodeo of mice soon grew up to...

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Loneliness wears me from head to toe using

zipper teeth lengths of excruciating, debilitating 

months that are capable of choking all my hope 

lifeless even as...

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Garments

Opened the wardroom’s door, suits and jackets worn
so long looked like sad copies of me.
Gave all my clothes to the salvation army, which gave
them to...

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   oh, the so-sublime motion of your sway
 dressed in naught but the moon's wisps
sole fascination of the gods themselves
 should Valhalla ever...

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SEED OF ABRAHAM

HABITUAL attendance stacks the odds?
God makes no MISTAKES.
The stars twinkle day and night,
MYRIAD upon MYRIAD for so long.

Flowing robes, jutting HUMBLED chests
Caressing the...

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