Long Laredo Poems

The Grizzly Old Cowboy's Night At The Saloon


That wash-bin washed away tons of trail-dirt
Many a pint of blood too said the old man
He was lean and mean in his cowboy shirt
Weather-beaten face and western sun's...

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So you think you know just how us cowboys should behave
But listening to your jawing, I hear Chisholm spinning in his grave
A Cowboy who don’t drink or cuss, I’ll tell you that’s not right
Ain’t you...

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My Pa warn't much for music,	
Not like ya hear today.
Them tune he learnt and taught me,
Were from a bygone day.
But Saturday nights were special;
At least they were to me.
Cause that was when we'd play them...

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Pink and My Buster Browns
                              ...

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Ireland,
 ancient song of my soul,
a haunting melody 
that strains against the wind
and leaves me searching 
for my distant pasts.

Monasterevin, Armagh, Inish Mor…
I hear your voices.
The breeze on your emerald grass
like a pennywhistle plays, 
while...

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Ireland,
 ancient song of my soul,
a haunting melody 
that strains against the wind
and leaves me searching 
for my distant pasts.

Monasterevin, Armagh, Inish Mor…
I hear your voices.
The breeze on your emerald grass
like a pennywhistle plays, 
while...

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I’m from the great state of Texas, the biggest and the best.
   No other place is like it, be either east, north, south, or west.
I went to California, to see the golden state.
...

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Listening to folk records in my room all day, 
as a kid, to another world I'd withdraw
to the streets of Laredo, as cold as the clay. 
Later, in music I heard, in pictures I saw,
the...

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When cowboys sprawl 'round the camp fire after the days work is done,
They strum guitars and tootle harmonicas and sing to have fun.
Real cowboys don't sing Honky-Tonk or She Done Me Wrong stuff.
They leave that...

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Down in the town of Nuevo Laredo
The riders of Don Carlos came:
They kidnapped a captive to take to their leader,
And sweet Armaline was her name.

And I had to run,
I hadn’t a horse or a gun,
I...

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Been all over this map, from dot to dot
Red and blue lines, like his old tired eyes
Running late up and down every interstate
It is a living, like it or not
Another truck stop, burger and a...

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It was dusty, dry and endless 
Stretched beneath an empty sky
From horizon to horizon 
Where the turkey buzzards fly,
Like a landscape meant to warn you
Just how far a man can fall.
Except for Ruby in El...

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A strong wind blows across the Texas sand,
As the sun is sinking low in the sky.
Three men ride into the town of Laredo,
In the distance you hear a coyote's cry.

Ponies hitched outside a Cantina,
Inside is...

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I woke up in a Spaghetti Western
Not sure how this happened to me
Standing on the dusty streets of Laredo
With six desperado's down the street

I gazed off to my left
As a tumbleweed went tumbling by
There was...

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Gift from God they called him, tall, lean and proud, the big iron 
hanging on his belt, had opened many a shroud. He rode an Apaloosa,
a stallion maned and tailed, and had followed a gang...

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The rig rolled through Laredo 
On the road to San Antone,
Its eighteen wheels of commerce
Headed north from parts unknown.
The shipping costs all paid to
Their coyote chaperones.
					
The plan was clear in concept,
But the method imprecise.
If not...

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My Laredo boots are red
My Clairol lipstick is hot 
My Wrangler jeans are blue
My Leather Jacket is not

My tastes are expensive
My Dell lap top is too
My Samsung Phone is silver
My Jeep Liberty is new

Love all...

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