Long Gunslingers Poems

THE CITY AND THE STATE OF PLAY TODAY

No one worries about morals today 
They follow the rules they create
So to them all is ok
Those on the outside looking in 
Are the only ones feeling queasy...

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Once upon a time in the lands from the north, south, east to west    
Navigating on the cold white sands formed of sugar and ice       ...

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© 2011 (by Jim Sularz)
(The true story of Frank Eaton – AKA “Pistol Pete”)


There’s a saying out West, know by gunslingers best,
that’ll deep six you in a knotty pine casket.
One you should never forget, lest...

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Buck was a tough man
very fast with his gun
always just one step
ahead of the law

He rode from town to town
never staying all that long
because as soon as word got out
the young gunslingers would come

Now Buck...

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West Texas is a vast, wide-open area, dusty, windy, and dry. Many a time I hid the mostly unbranded calves I took from the herd on the XIT ranch behind the tumbleweeds that had built...

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while working one evening at the plant,
an older man began explaining to a younger man next to him
just how easy it would be for him to get away with 
killing someone.

the young man,
now more attentive...

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Sitting here casually thinking to myself, wanting to pen something new,
I visualize that I could easily write about anything.

I could write about you and the way her smile sparkles so brilliantly,
And the way her hair...

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. for public domain

All Day Tomorrow

( a cast of characters in song )

Homeless Jo and Jane:

We've got all day tomorrow,
to wait by the New Jersey shore,
to beg for a nickel
'cause we're in a pickle.
No end...

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One or two of us
Were home on leave;
For the rest of us,
Christmas came by mail.

Our callsign: Gunslingers.
Our Military Transition Team
Was embedded with 
The "Triple Deuce" Iraqi Infantry,

For a year our home
Was LSA Diamondback
Mosul, Nineveh province,
In...

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painted in black from head to foot
like a mourner
why not a veil and snowy white
showy wedding gown
after all, nunsense knows
that we are the bride of Christ
while we are at it let’s glue
some angel’s wings and...

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out to sea
countless miles hand to the tiller
to find that brief moment
on the crest of a twenty foot breaking wave
as a nor'easter wilds the sea
when you glimpse it
in the stillness between heaven and earth

she hid...

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It looked unassuming and quiet, but when I walked inside
I saw gunslingers and aliens, and a bear dancing as he imbibed.
The gunslingers were shooting, so I dove behind the bar.
The bartender was hiding there, he...

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Fort Worth to El Paso, a long stretch of tracks
Deputies securing Wells Fargo money sacks,
With reins in hand, stagecoach en route
Jessie’s gang kicks dust, chasing the loot.

Oil lamps hanging on the tavern’s post
Saloons filled with...

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He use to carry guns,Back in the day.
But he had put them up,to start a new way.
He found a wife,and would settle down.
Just a short stretch,on the outside of town.
A young daughter,the two would raise.
And...

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She pats her combed and curled up hair   
painted lips twist into a sad smile.
Tucking her mama's hanky
between her  powdered bosoms.
She thinks of Home

Lonely Cowpokes drift in from the badlands  
gunslingers...

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Brexit Sonnet No. 29
‘Snake Oil’
 

The tumbleweed rolls with silence across our set,
Saloon doors swing to access boarded walk,
As gunslingers stride their silent deadly threat,
And graveyard stones of next to greet do talk. 
The Sheriff’s...

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I wish to be in the bowl
Where the moon and the sun shine.
Outside here is the Armageddon
Where the saint gnash their teeth 
In pain and in vain.


In the bowl lives the repentance:
The gunslingers turn the...

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Marion his given name most called him the Duke,
American lad made good living the dream,
Started as a bit actor, 
B movie followed B movie he strived for more,
His big break came with the movie stagecoach,
Then...

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Summer Water Weapons

Forty caliber water gun
Holding off the summer heat
To lay in wait behind the hedge
Then beat a hasty wet retreat.

Super soaker weapon of choice
Beneath the scorching summer sun
Secret cache given away when
Drippy footprints circle...

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The path was becoming pathless
after seeking the deluge.
Gunslingers were climbing on trees
to shoot the white doves.

There were ice needles in my eyes 
to check the inheritance of height.
Desires move with a feline grace, lynx-eyed.
You taste...

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