Her koi fish appear as cowhide
red and white instead of black and white
They swim around lily pads that have shaken off their frogs
I marvel at their swimming prowess
And the pink blossom of the lily pad
I became pregnant the summer of 2024
I had my eightth son, born
Valentines Day 2025 in Correzz
France. I became pregant one night at
a Music semenarier.
Ten of us partied at the Twig Retreat
in Spain. One song was 2/3 melody.
TThe other was 3/4 harmony.
They deleted the dialog and
fused the grooves. The Circle of
Fifth, "Bangers and Grindin!"
Eglise aint nothing on us!
Jesus is Jesus in Spanish.
So I wanna name him
O'Dey.
it means alot with this meaning,
I wanted to name him Jose'
Putchew-Chitta Rella de acidia
forkio saladiaanchoivous creame!
Dolled up in Powda Bleu rhinestone
she wore ah skirt to appease
her Paw.
He was angry cause she refused
to wear a bra.
He heard the Fella
talking about what they saw.
She grabbed her Tres Cubano and swung it at
until the room cleared.
Amalgam
She auditioned for the role of the guy who makes the burlap bags in the village.
She was casted as his wife.
Rweebuffelsmeleenskotmorscbodgeskietfontein
Mamungkukumpurangkuntjunya
Due to the Scarcity of Walruses
they uses cowhide, shepskin,sealleather
and goatskins snd dell them off as walrus leather!!!
An angered father went for his whip
And son made for a man to him grip:
Ferdinand's sudden timely smart slip;
The cowhide would have slashed his hip!
Now as safe as a bird on a roof,
Father's relaxed grip on whip sound proof
Town send knew the rules and would not goof.
At home he'll change son's right foot to hoof.
"Fine! let him present success savor?
What shall meet him not in his favor".
Allow the cool air to affect the night opossum.
Daylight, melted snow, and fragrant blossom.
There is no drastic wailing, fierce snow, or lively hail.
Allow water to settle and watch on the lake fowl tail.
I'd want to have a gossamer of leaf distinct botanical.
To carefully forego jackets, cowhide shoes, and sparkle.
Strolls must be swept with soap suds to remove soot.
Without judging, ingest pristine, muggy air on foot.
I've prayed to God for longing and happiness.
I accepted my presence and avoid being awareness
Birds have arrived despite spring migration beginning.
I'm sitting down under some trees and staring.
Start the year by seed sowing and feeding family.
Now is the time for waking and sympathy.
Written: July 09, 2022
From the science I finally pulled out,
After my homework unleashed a shout:
An All-Times The Strangest Graph;
To our Physics Teacher, “Perfect Chaff…”
And it made the poor gentleman weep;
Awkwardly try something like a laugh,
His skin beginning to creep;
Tried though he to make it cowhide tough…
For a whole week, a graph was a secret
But later alerted the A solemn Staff
For being humorless evidence quite concrete
I had a target mi, by greater half.
Cowboy rides horse cowboy boots in stirrups
Cowboy hat waving in hand, yeehaw it’s grand,
Cowgirl is on the range! Lasso by corral
Appaloosa horse hurrah! Glad he’s a cowhand.
Dreaming of equipage horse-drawn
Carriage with attendants at wedding,
Hoedown rootin’ good time with
Root beer float, now kiss bride in west heading.
Galloping palomino golden tan coat
Rapid pace fast on each stride,
Cream-colored mane and tail fly high
Fair beautiful daughter sure and firm in abide.
Stagecoach rolls on by, near town Apache Junction
Locomotive sporting cowcatcher grille,
Black Stallion feisty and alive; husband’s
Love abounding in firm steadiness still.
Texas longhorn cattle cowherd on the range
Equestrian horseback riders like cowhide,
Head ’um out, move ’um out, rawhide! Open land wander and graze
Riding habit outfit, western sunset love now wide.
Let’s take this outside
Your turn to be objectified
Necktied offside and brutified
Come step outside
Where you can no longer hide
Now you and me can collide
You’re worse than godzilla’s bride
Torpefied and vilified
Uglified, mean and evil-eyed
Always snide and undignified
Ringside, in your false pride
the eyes of Hitler recognized
Executing his genocide
Feeling justified nationwide
Lately I’ve been preoccupied
With thoughts of homicide
Accident by countryside
broadside you flip side
See you land in the fireside
For all the misery aside
you put me through - testified
Is your meanness really classified
I’m no longer taking it - qualified
I‘m no longer hiding it - quantified
No more excuses - are you satisfied?
Germicide and pesticide
Have you ever tried
To drink a ton of formaldehyde
To soften up your cowhide
Now we can go back inside
Your reign of terror on override
You’re toast and you’re fried
You’re been hogtied and humanified
Stupefied and rectified
Just as prophesized
AP: Honorable Mention 2025, Honorable Mention 2025
Submitted on May 16, 2018 for contest 8-MILE STYLE POETRY CONTEST sponsored by NICK TRIM - RANKED 4TH
A little bit of twist
A little bit of grin
A flip of the hair
I am proud of myself
Pictures on my bookshelf
He and I collide, kiss and a ride
His glove and baseball by the side
Hat up above truly love
I dare not give it a shove
On the stand with a cheer
A taunt and a sneer
Grin your way; ensnare was my plan
Flip my hair and pretend I’m a fan
Batter batter swing
Hammer and sting that skin
A little bit of twist
A little bit of grin
A flip of the hair
Wearing the right hat
Twist to the bat
Searching far and wide
Where’s the cowhide
Home, don’t walk ... R-U-N
One-on-one under the sun
Slide your hand down my arms
Surrender and drown in charm
Strawberry kisses champagne wine
Interlace your fingers with mine
Emotions beat while we run away
Feeling the excitement of the day
2/20/2017
I hear music in the trees,
filtering down from the sky.
It sounds like Daddy's banjo
serenading Angels on High.
I smell Prince Albert tobacco
as Daddy smokes his pipe....
Rings of smoke twirl around.
as he adjusts the strings just right.
Carving wood for his banjo,
I watched it came alive.
I still wonder about the strings.
The head was from dried cowhide.
My memory was real for a time
but the past just can't stay.
The future stands before me.
I will see him again one day.
I hear music in the trees,
filtering down from the sky.
It sounds like Daddy's banjo
serenading Angels on High.
I smell Prince Albert tobacco
as Daddy smokes his pipe....
Rings of smoke twirl around.
as he adjusts the strings just right.
Carving wood for his banjo,
I watched it came alive.
I still wonder about the strings.
The head was from dried cowhide.
My memory was real for a time
but the past just can't stay.
The future stands before me.
I will see him again one day.
Not for The Howdy Partner Contest
How many times, have you found,
yourself, walking down the street
Stetson on your head
and cowhide on your feet
Trying to rustle up
a verse, that seems the best
For The Shadow Hamilton
Poetry contest
Now, I started drinkin' whiskey
and scratching my blue jeans
But I can't think of anything
that's worth a hill of beans
It's got to be a good one
better than the rest
to win, Shadow Hamilton's
Poetry contest
I thought I'd start out writing
'bout a horse and dusty trails
Train robbing, riding hard
And 'bout that time in jail
But I have to tell ya'll
This cowboy's kinda stressed
Over Shadow, Hamilton's
Poetry contest.......................Heee yaaaa !
If I had a dying wish
Before I take my final breath
It would be to enjoy one last day of summer
And with my sons have a game of catch
The sun beating down upon us
Sweating on a sultry summer day
Standing on a patch of freshly cut grass
In the field where we used to play
The smell of cowhide leather
Unique to a baseball mitt
And the sound of the fast pitch popping
In the pocket when it hit
Just tossing the ball back and forth
Between a father and his sons
With trivial conversations
About life on all our tongues
With the girls waiting on a picnic blanket
Under the shade of a tall oak tree
And to once again see my smiling wife
Happily watching our boys and me
Yes, if I had a dying wish
Before I take my final breath
It would be to enjoy one last day of summer
And with my sons have a game of catch
when it pours it rains
bullshyt that maintain
somethings
are hard to shake and wake to a new day of the samething
break
is what is needed
pleading with the lord to help me breathe
a lil more with ease
but then another crisis
another tragedy that breeds other things to come to be
walk touch and speak
existance of the resistance
of any other prosperity
hard to breathe
knock knock
moment of realness
alive
want is the emotion
need is the drive
just to survive thru rip tides and lashings from cowhide
head high
one stride just like one life and one time
to **** up or get it right
just one time to materalize in front of my eyes the one thing that prove to the inside of the vaule of my life within the prize
and as my life soaks in its ray like shine
thats the moment that will arise to the rightful place of mine......
Statistical Sunday that starts fights
Along with bringing many delights
One simple cowhide ball
So called centralized thrall
Bringing outward competitive rights
Written for
Sponsor Royal Trevino
Contest Name SUPER BOWL SUNDAY! **LIMERICK** or **HAIKU**
Amid 240 units of toil
Reigns my Connie
Where she walks
Is blessed soil
California sun
To match her hair,
No nature's beauty
Could compare
Sitting at a table,
With her friend Denise,
Mulling over a
Possible lease...
To an Indian
named Cochise...
Will he pay in wampum
Or scalps he'd taken,
Or Indian souvenirs,
Or maybe he's fakin'
Maybe he's
really from Jersey
Or maybe he's not...
Will he want
To keep buffalo
In the parking lot?
Will arrows fly
When he gets mad?
Will he smoke
odd stuff
When he is sad?
Erect a teepee
In his living room?
Keep six squaws
To dispell his gloom?
Ride his horse
bareback to work...?
Feathered head
that he can shake?
Or suit and tie,
Briefcase at his side,??
Laptop computer
Covered in cowhide??
It's a mystery,
As you can see...
Time will soon tell
What will be.
I'll let you know
how it turns out,
And even though
You likely doubt,
This story that
I'm telling you...
Yet, it's possible,
that it just might
be true.
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