Cheyenne Poems - Poems about Cheyenne

Don’t know when it all went bad and sometimes I just cry Feeling lost and lonely since the day she said goodbye Choices made were all so wrong the bottle not the bride So I lost the woman long before I ever lost my pride But today I got that letter and I felt like a brand new man She...

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Late sixties cowboy films Bonanza, Rawhide And Cheyenne – I loved these series. Their theme songs come to mind ‘Wishing ‘My gal was by my side’( Rawhide,) Waiting at the end of my ride ‘Keep movin,’ movin’, movin, Just rope em, throw and brand em Soon we’ll be living high and wide Rawhide’. And then there was Cheyenne , ‘Cheyenne, Cheyenne, where will You be...

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In the sacred gap of "Maheo" the creator points the star compass lighting the path where the moon falls into the still earth of Mother Earth's bosom. He beckons them to enter to sanctify the quiet secrets held by many peoples from many lands in many seasons with many reasons to be guarded to protect "Ese he" the light that sheds on truth and...

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In 2008 there once was a dog who loved me so He came into my life but now he is gone His name is Cheyenne, he was a labrador And he always sat by the door He sat by the door to wait for me When I came home he would jump with glee But since his departure from my life Now...

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I measured our time together in numbers of how many times your lips curved in a smile, how many pictures I took where you were caught off guard, how many times uncontrollable shouts of laughter had you covering your mouth and squeezing your eyes shut tight. I counted the minutes until you left in times when your eyes met mine...

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Screaming Elk scattered The stars in the sky. Little Bear taught the Weeping willow how to Cry. Two Moons showed The clouds how to Cover up a clear Blue sky. Ten Bears taught James Dean how to Die. Dedicated To The People Of Native American Culture...

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My beautiful Chey, Warm brown eyes in chestnut face. Nuzzling my hand, Gentleness personified. My lovely Arab gelding....

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When I was young I had two horses, A gelding and a mare. The gelding's name was "The Cheyenne Star", With a temperament so fair. The mare, her name was Candy, She was anything but sweet. She looked just like a Clydesdale Without the hairy feet. Riding Cheyenne was a joy, With power steering and power brakes. He responded easily to each touch And what a...

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