Long Roping Poems

The Cowboy
A hundred thousand miles
were written on his face
He'd earned near every wrinkle
Did this cowboy known as "Jace"
He'd ridden cross the country
From Death Valley up to Maine
In weather full of sunshine
To the roughest hurricane
He owned...

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Beddie bye boo ski time for yours truly and/or the missus

Found us abed thee twelfth day
of December, cuz yours truly 
still felt dehydration, physical 
fatigue and soreness,
which possibly linkedin
to using stationary bicycle.

Our bed (mine and...

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"Jesus is coming, Jesus is coming, He's coming back again today."
Grace kept on her rhythmic jump roping and singing her little ditty.
She used to sing these words instead, "Jesus is coming, Jesus is
coming back again...

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"Ghastly Rich Adventures!" (N'er a Kilt!) 
 
For thy wish
upon high mount from wherest thou stand stout!
Merry, merry ladies toil and treasure thy jewels when o'er a gift appear about thy woven knit
n'er a kilt
yet...

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Roguish reincarnated ribbing raconteur...

Ruminating, while rustling, and roping
regular riff raff galore
with deliberate intent tomb ache
mummy dearest laugh
till she falls down Mariana Trench
deep down on zee sea floor,

where tears trickle thence pour
down her cheeks
causing flash floods...

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A burst of white light
gamma rays,  overbearing
a flash of brilliance
burns through to my soul
everything is like hell
the world starts to melt
in the blink of an eye 
just the cold blackness 
of night
 
I don't...

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My granddaughters asked me one day
"Grammy, how did you date
Going to an all girl school
Wasn't it pretty hard for you?"

They were at that dating age
And figured they could trap me

I just told them with a...

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I live by the Spirit,
I die by the flesh
Baby, please forgive me,
if I should ever 
not give you my best
You deserve nothing less
than my very best
You always are worthy of 
my best chocolate chip warm...

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Past a peaceful day out Western Trail way,
Our lowing herd settled on coarse sand bars.
We hands bunched under prancing prairie stars,
Once clean grub tins and cups were put away,

For tall yarn desserts, dance, and campfire...

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He made his way across the pond
when he was twenty-three,
an upper-crust Brit who even spoke
the finest, English R.P.
His name was Albert Framingham,
but to all the people here,
he’s the posh, English cowboy,
and lord, he knows no...

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The endgame 

And the cemetery was
nowhere to be found
yet was so present
in the shallow depth
the graveyard of the mind

No tombstone unturned
fragmented torn and twisted 
sorrow flowing down 
encrypted alleyways 
and Thanatos’ call 

Searching to imprint
coffin’s...

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Roundup lassoes, swinging
Roping stars of wide open country
Sweetheart moon is swooning
Cowboy smiles wrangling darlins
Tobacco spitt’n anywhere the varmint wants

Yellow taxis the color of the sun
Brighten the slate gray egregious city
The pace of walkers as short
Or...

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When I started out on this journey, was younger and naive
Thought that most were good and honest, like the country yesterday
A barb wire fence to keep the good in and the bad out
When someone said...

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Her heart was breaking as she stepped into the bar,
This time her cowboy had pushed her just a little too far.
The neon lights seemed to be calling as the music took it its toll,
Pour me...

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An hour before time, they put her through the motions.
Shoving and pulling her strings adding oil and suntan lotion.
Hot and humid still shining in candid spirit she professes
in music, a monotone but in finesse, a...

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I never understand why some people
use ‘cowboy’ as if it were an insult.
I think they’d prefer somebody who
in the background cowers and sulks.
Someone who goes along to get along,
and never dares to buck and strain,
but...

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Let me count the names
a bond here, a bond there
it sounds so cavalier
tossed around nonchalantly, just people I once knew
Pause while I reflect on a memory or two
Their faces appear, all of my kin
flickering in...

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Many years ago, I spent my life in vain
Yearning for peace nobody by himself could gain… 

Groping wearily in that dark vacuum with pain
Oh! I was lost – in trespasses, I was slain.
Desperate was I...

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A deserted playground,
Where in the swings no one sits.
There's not a sole around,
So quiet; no noise the air gets.

Where did all the children go
With their bouncing balls?
Does anyone even know
Why no kids stand against these...

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Hey there Buckaroo
what’s your hurry?
Momma hollered after
her pride ‘n joy

she smiled swiftly
as little boots clomped
with spurs jingle janglin’
across the kitchen floor

“Aw Momma, don’t worry!
I’ll be home before dinner
but I drew the rank bronc
It’s a sure...

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The first time we danced I knew I was hooked 
My palms were sweaty, my brain was cooked 
I breathed only you as you captured my mind 
I’ll love you forever even if you go...

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How does one measure a day without shadows
Is there ever one day to hold in the sun
Or are we assigned to rewrite the story
Untangle the knots that kidnap the mind 
Arrange fragile moments, unravel the...

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Hey girl
I bet you don’t know that
I’m laughing
 
Because you are SO worried about me
You are SO anxious about the curve of my jaw
And the shine on my mouth
as though the glint might hit ...

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the salt sweats into the flung spray
  the stirred spume of the waters  
   twining the molecules of the morning's
     gaze
to windward it lazily plays
  like...

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I am known as a quarter horse my friend
I'm twelve years old and I stand sixteen hands
I have memories of life without end
Roaming this wild land of mesquite and sand

Sometimes when I graze my heart...

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