Education Cowboy Poems

A Wooden Riddle

I walk through walls, 
but I'm not dead. 
(as they are unfinished) 
I try to keep the plans, 
locked in my head. 
From...

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Gathering the Bones

You must believe me, 
I am in power. 
I know what is right for you. 
Your vote put me here, 
you can not...

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The History of Grown Children

When we are kids, 
we are told of God. 
It is easy to accept, 
a great Father in Heaven. 
No questions...

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Our Flag Waved 
in a foreign land...

Given the taste, 
of sweet, 
savory, freedom...
The people cry out for more. 
Scared they are about to be, 
mummified...

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Faraway Town

The problems of America, 
they can not reach me. 
I don't worry about a thing. 
I live happily and free, 
in the basement of...

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7 Lies

We are friends.
One.
We are the same.
Two.
My family likes you.
Three.
We can hang out.
Four.

Stop…

Do you even know what a lie is?
Do you have any idea, 
what...

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Needy

Wants!
They are so hard to handle.
Everyone has one, even if they don’t want one. 
Some try to hide theirs, but it shows. 
I hate to...

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Oh My

Politics.
Bad subject. 
I don’t even like to talk about it. 
I don’t like to vote. 
I don’t want to be involved. 

All those commercials...

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knock away
scrape away
take my brain apart
leave the gears
and metal bits
for a brand-new start.
why waste time?
cram your rules
of steel and cold.

room with a falling ceiling 
don't...

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All an illusion


It's all an illusion. 
No matter where I am, I am alway just,
sitting there. Unaware, with a blank stare messy hair
and probably the...

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Victims

I Pity you
For what you had to do
for what desperation, poverty and despair drove you to.
What lack of education, dangerous situations 
and complex cross-cultural relations...

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Work.
Toil.
The pain I put in the ground.
For such a precious thing.
Corn. 
The family enjoys their meal.
They plant their leftover kernels.
And wait for me to tend...

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I slipped on my boots,
Headed out for some loot.

I can settle in the barn,
But not in chair fiddling with some yarn.

Ain't that type to stick...

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GOD: the goodness of determination,
a standard for better living creation.
to differentiate a civil or wild nation,
for smoothness a better flow no tension,
only patience, belief, trust...

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This poem came about by a discussion at work describing a memphis burger and a classic one. I told someone they flowed together and they...

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