Rain Cowboy Poems

Cowpoke
by Michael R. Burch, circa age 16

Sleep, old man...
your day has long since passed.
The endless plains,
cool midnight rains
and changeless ragged cows
alone remain
of what once was.

You...

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Work together
Good or bad weather
Walk picket line
Rain or shine
Be strong  you belong
Do with a smile
We all the Lord child
You can with hope
This know joke...

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He is  for us all
Just call 
You will not fall
You will stand tall
Will cure you pain
Stop eyes that rain
Look up sky above
GOD IS LOVE...

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From the old rockin’ chair
came the sound of his snores
that rattled the windows
and vibrated the doors

She looked o’er her glasses
but kept counting her stitch
as she...

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Many messages from Heaven
are hard for me to understand
How one moment I held you close
the next you slipped out of my hands

Forgive me if I...

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The heats beating down on the back of my neck
and a river of sweat's runnin’ down my spine
I swear I would trade away my last...

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That storm had my heart beating
as I rode herd through the night
All that rumbling of thunder
and savage flashes of light

The darkness felt uneasy
as drenching rain...

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Poetry should be easy to read
you don’t have to make it all frilly
No need to be filled with fancy words
whether you’re serious or silly

You can...

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Alone on the prairie, time will gently slip,
‘til minutes and hours start to lose their grip.
Can’t measure the day by a clock’s turning hand,
but by...

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I am not quite a genuine cowboy,
but I know that somewhere deep down inside.
If I had only been born way back when,
I could surely punch...

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A Cowboy And His Thoughts On Dodge City

In the razor whip and faster gun
  the flaming sun, the fertile fields
    ...

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II.
Now Reg was good at pressing flesh,
always had a gift for the gab,
in twenty minutes the locals
treated him like the best friend they had.

He bought...

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Can you feel the grain 
     Of the leather as you ride 
     Not knowing if the...

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The cowboy in me always rides on a horse
Wearing six guns, crisp blue jeans and always, of course
My boots and my hat and a fancy...

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Fear

It is a very small demon. 
It is a tiny monster, 
that never stops chewing on;
anything it can get. 

It is the one that hides,...

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