Long Cowgirl Poems

Peter (my bf) is coming to town - tonight. I’m breathy with excitement.
My energy is so sick. “Someone scrape her off the walls,” Leong remarked, as I bounded out of my room this morning.
Lisa winced,...

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(There’s a song for this: ‘Confessions’ by Sudan Archives)

I remember it like it was yesterday (it was yesterday).

I arrived on a cool (42°f), blindingly sunny New Haven afternoon. It was as if they’d opened up...

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It’s monsoon season here in New Haven,
gone, are the banked, fluorescent colors of sunset.

This feeling hit me, like a rogue wave.
“We have to go out tonight,” I announced, to no one in particular.

I think I’d...

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It was 64ºf and overcast this morning when Lisa and I started our 5-mile jog to the Harbor and back. We always start our semesters this way. We’re emotionally ready for fall weather and hopefully,...

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Ponytails and blue jeans 
Sat at Papaw's knee, 
Watching as he whittled 
On old branches from a tree. 
    And while he talked of cowboys 
And big old Texas ranches, 
He trimmed...

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This Cowboy came into this world with nothing.
So when you said you were leaving, I said
" Fine."
Now, I hope I Find a little Darling.
That can take me out to dinner and fine dine.
That can take...

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With two months left to go, in the year of 2012, I must not be too complacent.
However the first ten months have brought much joy and few sorrows. 
The most exciting events have been the...

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She arrived from the big city
wearing a red ten-gallon hat,
and a denim stone-washed outfit
which topped off her shiny new 
cowboy boots that were designed
by Tucson Sue.

This dude ranch cowgirl had a secret,
she never rode a...

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My Mutinous Mum


I thought my own Dad was patient and so cool
And Mum’s temper; pretentious as itchy wool:
For no reason her Temper was hot, so I thought-
Its sundry Duties that respite gave her nought!
Iron Amazon...

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I'm sitting in the garden
With my small son on my knee
He looks up at me with big brown eyes
And says “Tell me about Granda's tree”

My father planted a tree 
In nineteen forty two
He nurtured it...

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After the Gold Rush, the lawless boom town went cold
The Emperor of Wyoming broke camp and left
But love will keep him searching for a Heart of Gold
The Needle And the Damage Done left him bereft

The...

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She came from out of nowhere 
Her hair flowing in the breeze 
Wearing a cowboy hat and boots 
With denim skirt above her knees 

Her steed that she rode upon 
Was as white as white...

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Dear fellow Poetry Soup Poet friends and Poetess friends!

I am so happy to announce my new Country Song 
"My Country Heart Is Burnin' So Hot"

You can see and hear the lyrics and video 
at the...

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I rolled like Caesar down the boulevard the day I came to town.
My triumph was impromptu and abrupt.
I parked my Chevy by the curbside on a gentle downhill slope
In hope there’d be no need for...

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>>>>>>>>>  She was a tappin' to rhythmic tunes...
                          ...

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Memory-rejuvenating…
Though fading, they evoke exuberance 
of childhood achievements, verily delighting 
midst milestones of might, mercy and miracles
while emerging triumphant from falls
to gain high fives, surpassing Olympic medals---
Oh, that was me with my Mom and Dad,...

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Dry up those eyes my little red rooster,
remember to strut your stuff.
See that silver pony in the clouds
well God put him there for us.
That pony is not like the ones down here,
he was made individually,...

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God took six days to create this earth.
After some rest, He plotted a cowgirl's birth.

"Folks have got off track since time begin."
"My Cowgirl will be perfect," He thought with a grin.

"Problems are Global since it...

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*The feline Texan way*

A clean coat of paint - on my nails
Red shade of lips - on my smile
Solid oak charms - on my wrist
Country music - around my core
Flattering eyes - a rustic shell.
Join...

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Abby daddy's rejoicing a favorite hobby 																 Making you laugh he riding your first stick pony 														 The surrealism from mamma dada to mommy and daddy    														 Your family laughing with you...

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I’m a bit of a sensualist.

First, let me emphasise emotional resonance,
there has to be an emotional base,
not just an appreciation of hotness.

Then, there’s a sense of longing and mystery—
that male unknowableness.

Don’t forget the hard strength...

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For Y'all to enjoy!!!

                 Momma went trappin' till noon,
          ...

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I come from the borough of Queens, New York
My classmates call me a Klutz and a dork
Those names pervaded my soul, taking a toll
Being at the bottom of the totem pole.

Then Dad took me to...

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hey, what are you doin there missy
yeah you, standin in that space
leanin there in your stetson
lookin about this place

do ya think that you fit in here
why did you even stop in
to hang out with real...

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Your Ready (Lyrics)
By: Jessica Trotter
(c) 2009
Written For, And Dedicated To
My Little Cowgirl
Brooke Taylor Snyder 
(Baby Girl Dont Be Afraid, You Can Conqure Anything )

[Start]

Little cowgirl dont be afraid
'Cause Daddy told me a secret today
And now...

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