Long Cowboy poetry Poems

FROM WHITE HOUSE

I ham aghast at increasing banality, deviltry, ferocity,

   imbecility, liability, obscenity, rapacity, ugly

   offal popularity witnessed by Donald trump

hence aye aerate thoughts, 

   how ass a nine...

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When I was just a teenage lad, and growing up out west
I never wore a cowboy hat or fancy leather vests,
never put on cowboy boots or western shirts with snaps,
never wore tooled leather belts, much...

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-LAST DAYS OF OLD BEN-


    “See that man up there on the mountain, son?”
“Yeah Pop, why’s he a’jes sittin there starin’ out at nuthin?"
 Well, son it ain’t nothin’ he’s seein’…Just nuthin...

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Some o’ them Texas gals ‘re tougher than nails, as this loser found out the hard way! 

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Don Heller owned an impressive spread,
Not that far from Lindholme town,
Below the tall peaks of Idaho,
Down the road from Ed McGowan.

Ed McGowan owned half the ville,
And had two-dozen hanger-son.
Ike Raeburn owned the other half,
But had...

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(Alternately titled always look on the bright side of life)

Armageddon wold be a morbidly amazing, 
   concluding (reign of Homo Sapiens)
   fascinating albeit simultaneously catastrophic boon
dog gull to accompany 

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Bud Rowder grew up in wind-swept Kansas,
lived a farming life until the age of nine,
when Arapaho raiders charged on in,
poor Bud was the only one to survive.

He’d hidden behind a large, flat rock,
in the rushing...

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I.
When Sal rode slowly into Victorville,
he saw an empty street, buildings unfilled,
Sol half-expected this, it’s why he was here,
but even to him, it always looked weird.

The letter they wrote had been clear on the cause:
Vampires,...

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III.
She settled into life the best she could,
wanted for nothing, but found her life boring.
Thankfully her pa wasn’t much around,
when he wasn’t at work, he was whoring.

Not many folks spoke kindly about him,
but he had...

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Hours later Bud rode a spent, tired horse,
covered in grit and grime from the chase,
as he went he came upon a well-built ranch,
painted white, a respectable place.

Outside a woman was hanging up clothes
with her daughter,...

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Fielding Culver stepped off the west-bound train,
and gazed up on the towering Front Range,
it was a cool morn, eighteen sixty-nine,
he’d been sent out west, his brother to find.

He set up in a hotel in Green...

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II.
Allan seemed mad,”How can you even ask?!”
Sol said,”All right, let’s then get to the task.
Find any townspeople still somewhat hale,
then go get me ladders, some boards, and some nails.

“And do it quickly, there’s work to...

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I.
Sol stared down the empty trail before him,
looking to see what waited in the dim,
the Zander Ranch was the place from the note,
they’d written of evils born beyond hope.

So Sol approached atop his sturdy horse,
wondering...

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...“Time was I wouldn’t care for your sad state,
I’d have my fun and leave you to your plight,
but four years in a cell changes a man,
and I have set out to live my days right.

“Been...

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Later Ethan roasted a great haunch,
enough for their breakfast, dinner, and lunch.
They sat outside by the great fire’s glow,
while a red sunset over sharp peaks roamed.

Ethan watched his brother gaze to the ridge,
said,”You know, there’s...

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Dalton lived in the north Texas plain,
working a ranch he owned for five years,
a small spread, but it brought some money in,
some solace after all of the past tears.

His wife had died giving birth to...

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When Monty didn’t return to the town
in sorrow the love-struck Monique was drowned,
and townsfolk clucked when they saw her tears,
would say,”It turned out just how I feared.

“You never can trust the musician sort,
they’re here one...

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II.
It was brutal chance he’d found Paul’s ranch house,
and killed the two cowboys who had stayed behind,
he and his two men took turns with Ella,
left a note saying they’d ‘enjoyed his new bride.’

Ella was alive,...

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II.
They were locked inside, surrounded by moans,
the pained cries of Hell enveloped the home,
the rancher too broken to even speak,
while Rose went and got Sol something to eat.

Sol went to work, and found a heavy...

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Christopher Cuddy made his home in west Texas,
in the small town of Stone Brook Falls.
He made his living as a realtor,
selling off lots both big and small.

When he was forty-five his father passed,
he had lived...

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He followed this path for half a mile,
found himself high up on a cold platform.
The trail split, one went across the mesa,
the other went right, winding down below.

On the left he could see clear wagon...

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...They were quite faint, most would not have seen them,
just a pattern in how the grass did bend,
from their looks the cowboys seemed unaware,
Connolly decided to move with care.

He knew not what types of cowboys...

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...Todd was surprised by his stern eyes,
he seemed serious about it.
Todd said, “There’s a town two days on,
my horse can take double a bit.

“But I don’t know about this ‘debt,’
I just did what any would...

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III.
There must be a hundred, silent and cruel,
a slow-moving wave as the night grew cool,
Rose had a shotgun, to blast out her hate,
yet Sol remained steady, motioned her to wait.

He didn’t shoot, he had planned...

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When Sherriff Connolly came to Red Flat’s town,
Tte citizens came in from all around,
they had hotly anticipated this,
for too long they felt they had been helpless.

Now Connolly had heard of their travails,
all lawmen who had...

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