Long Cowhide Poems

There is a story ‘bout Casey, that is but incomplete
It tells of simple ball and bat and Mighty’s ignoble feat
There we learned of failure and the storied Mudville name
Here we’ll learn what happened in the...

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Been through the rocks and bottoms
AND MY SHOES DON'T FIT
Climbing Mount Nebo, marched in Medigeo
AND MY SHOES DON'T FIT
Tried to follow you Lord, but it's too hard
CAUSE MY SHOES DON'T FIT
When I was seven my...

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SAGEBRUSH RANCH

holding his small hand,
jumping up and down,
in the silver box —
a playground with mirrors
and three buttons.
people that look like us
are all around.
when the box is full
they disappear.
the ding-ding sounds
and doors part ways,
as we exit...

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MY AFRICA
 
A dusty street, commuters meet
A taxi crowded, a route decided
Street vendors sell, plastic from China
Fresh fruit, dead meat, flies from hell
A cellphone rings, a message pings
Africa, my Africa, I know so well
 
Populations...

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Tree Top Dancers
and Circus Clowns

The neighbors moved away. 
They said nothing to anyone, 
they just left. 
New people took the home. 
There was a big truck. 
It was full of boxes, 
and a TV. 

It...

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The air on board was foul and putrid.

Chained together at the ankle in

coffles, evil dragged me and others

with scabbed lips on board.

Humiliated under the sun, we were

stripped naked and examined from

head to toe and put...

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The sun barbequed the skin, raising a tenderized pink glow 
to the cheeks of the children in the ramshackle red barn.
The three story hay loft partly empty was bristling with tikes.
Pincushioned with straw, sharp as...

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An old preacher named Ned
Got it into his head
To make a musical pilgrimage
Before he was dead.
He claimed divine inspiration
To form a band and tour the nation,
And by so doing treat its ills,
Not with welfare checks...

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I saw a buggy at the antique store today, its beauty unsurpassed!
I couldn't help but sit and muse awhile about its esoteric past.
It was shiny black with roll-up curtains to fend the stormy weather.
Its lone...

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The clanking sound of spurs, the sun’s glare
off the shiny doppelganger derringers.
Her hat tipped onto her sweating brow.

“Contests! We don’t need no stinking contests!”

Her cowhide boots kick up the prairie dust.
She’s not your quintessential grandmother.

Her...

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Wisconsin Belle

A pale Wisconsin winter sun does not warm,
only lends its light as a wraith too thin and wan
Greenery imposes itself on the landscape
A lush land that is bitter in winter - lovely in spring
A...

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 verse 

Myriads of unknown promises
are stilled, collecting dust on a bedside shelf.
Still, they remain God’s sacred, holy voice.

Life’s biggest mysteries resolved therein.
The Living Word, Jesus Christ, written down -
infused words misused, disused, refused, 

The...

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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,...

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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...

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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...

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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...

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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...

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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...

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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...

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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,...

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Oh,
such seams can find decay,
In slumber deep,
cowhide chalices hold sway,
yet, this pinstriped warlord was
cut from dreams that tend to fray…

Hear: bible bound numbers flow
to land the back of heads
to stave the headlights glare,
we tiny solar...

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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.......

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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.......

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