Sonnet Cowboy Poems

When your heartbeats drum their message of love.
My heart soars like the birds flying above.
As flashing thunder streaks across dark skies,
I will come swiftly, believe...

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Death Of The Old Cowboy On The Lonesome Range

Ravenous wolf pack, ripping and tearing
red-stain bloody meat from his dead horse flank
much better the dead horse...

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When your heartbeats drum their message of love.
My heart soars like the birds flying above.
As flashing thunder streaks across dark skies,
I will come swiftly, believe...

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Ever Beautiful

I...
l...o...v...e... you. 

(long passionate, embracing sound, 
not of voice, but only closely related, 
to the resonance of beating hearts... 
as we have heard and...

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My Best 
"She is a flower..."

Pink roses, 
not the big ones, 
not the small ones, 
not the buds or full blooms. 
No. 
Not one of...

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A Glass of Wine

In a box, 
a cake is hidden. 
I opened it slowly, 
and looked inside. 
All I found…
was a bag, 
and dust. 

Add...

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Ode to Bob

My little bird, 
that bites, 
hard.
How I love thee, 
anyway. 
You make me laugh, 
and cry, 
and believe
that all things 
are exactly…
what God...

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Gentle on My Mind

You play along the edges, 
of every memory worth having. 
You have been there since, 
I care to look back. 
I was...

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Butterfly, My Love

You have hair like golden silk. 
You laugh like clear water running over stones. 
Your eyes, they are the color of the sky,...

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Go Football!

Hope is undefeated.
Faith is the cheering section
Joy is playing together.
God is everything.
Jesus is Savior, also Our Quarterback.
The Mighty Holy Spirit with us even now....

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I can’t look back; too many tears are there.
The woman that I used to know and love
is someone else now, and much less than fair
is...

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ONLY THE STRONG WILL SURVIVE
God gives not peace, it's only dreamt by man,
in all the world ,brought from catastrophe,
all things are made, since time was...

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A cowboy named Hank joined wagon trails going west on his horse
He rode the outskirts and back trails of cities in search of a home
He...

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We rose from primal stew and God’s full blooming tree—
We grew tall, strong and brave – wild as the wind we ran.
Our fear and swiftness...

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Raw-boned trees scratch a dark hazy gray sky—
Far mountains gleam white with winter’s solutions.
Seems it’s this time of year we wonder why,
We even pause to...

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