Best Prospectors Poems

In 1890, cowboy Bob Womack found gold at the base of lofty Pikes Peak!
In short order a ramshackle town was founded called Cripple Creek.
Hordes of gamblers, 'soiled doves' and prospectors hopin' to make a buck,
Heeded the call of 'Pikes Peak Or Bust' and fled west...

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Oracle, Arizona gold
Is just a tale prospectors told
If you walk that land
You will find quicksand
And underneath that its just cold...

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Alaska; the wilderness state, the last frontier:
Where majestic mountains,
Deliver streams into flowing rivers:
Down slopes covered in forests
Of Sitka Spruce and Western Hemlock,
That dominates the landscape.
The name Alaska originates
From the Aleut word ‘Alyeska,’
Meaning the ‘mainland’ or literally:
‘The object toward which the action of the sea is...

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Wind whipped his face, the dogs, they ran
Across bleak-white ice and snow,
Paid in cash by Rand McCorchoran
To Dawson, he would go.
Delivering mail, medicine, and booze
To a town still on the grow,
Earning tips from richer folk
Prospectors flush with gold

But the briefest hint of red arose
Catching his...

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Of all the minin' camps in old Colorady, the town of Tin Cup was truly,
With all its gamblin' halls, brothels and sleazy saloons the most unruly!
'Tis said that Jim Taylor dipped his tin cup in the 'crick' to take a sip,
And found gold in the...

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Silently waiting amidst the full moon's sink'd smile,
Farfetch’d upon the grazing winds of steeping mountains,
Seemingly dead eyes, tear’d and wash’d and wash’d,
Flow of glaciers and broken crevasse - a sacred fig, lost?
No. yellow clouds; damn’d of darkness and stemm’d from beyond,
Of ye ol’ doubts and...

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Glitterin' gold wuz struck along Alder's Gulch in eighteen sixty-three!
Potential prospectors came frum as fer away as Knoxville, Tenn-o-see!
Hordes uv soiled doves and gamblers migrated to the Gulch as well,
Along with platoons uv ruffians and barkeeps, their potent booze to sell!

Fellers labored hard all week...

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Dad 
born into white hot poverty  
eldest son of an adulterous drunk
abandoned
man of the house at five
white privilege.
His step father , also a booze bunny and bigot to boot...
to escape 
he went to vocational school
like all poor boys did back in the day
white privilege....
married...

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Chiefs Black Kettle, White Antelope and tribes of Cheyenne and Arapahoe,
In November of eighteen sixty-four camped nigh Sand Creek in Colorado,
Sending out hunting parties to harvest bison that were than so rife,
Provided by the Great Spirit to sustain the Native American's way of life!

Gold, that...

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Visions Of Ancient Gem Stones

Original in a complex textured bed of ugly scattered rocks
A reddish garnet, more on the line of purplish red
Pretending to be ruby or ruby like
Lifted up in Pyramid form before prospectors 
It reached out to them with its red shocking facets...

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the stars were out that night
twinkling their song of love
in your eyes were the brightest
a grace that came from above

two young lovers hands held 
a kiss ,when night meets the day
an explosion of light that makes the dawn
words that should be said  are on...

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America’s East Coast was settled by the "Brits,"
As the Indians rule began to recede.
After many a battle, they lost their land,
Giving into the white man's power and greed.

In years to come like a leaf on the water,
The Indians were swept away by the white man.
As...

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As Cole rode across the Dakota prairie,
sweating a bit under the suns harsh bite,
he saw ahead of him a slight woman’s form,
she walked bare-footed, naked, and pale white.

Sunburns had reddened her shoulders and neck,
and her feet bled with every single step,
Cole had seen many thins...

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Three men seeking to stake their claim
Rode off into the Australian outback
Not experienced with the torrential rains
Only two men came riding back

In a land that is parched by the Southern sun
New prospectors feel only heat's pain
Their first year in this unforgiving land
They do not expect...

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Our prison is strong,
And made stronger still,
By men who work to break the hour,
And till,
One reaps, and the other sows their will-

Here the abyss harvests,
All of passions power-
To build each brick, cell, prison, tower,
Keeping each state, 
United, under the dominion of hell,
Which with shades of...

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