Rodeo Poems - Poems about Rodeo

In crowded halls, ivy clad, walk the sleepless zombies - the walking dead. They’ve come to grapple, the chosen few, in trials by pen and pencil too. Long ago we quietly agreed to trade studies and stress for a lives of ease. The fire of competition burns within, a pyre fueled by challenge and adrenaline. We’ve been grinding from...

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Well, I’ve lived in this Montana country guess it's been pert near fourteen years I call myself a cowboy though I ain't punched no cows or branded no steers Ain't broke me no fiery eyed wild stallion Or pushed cattle across open land Never fended off a mountain lion nor killed a grizz with my bare hands I ain't wrangled...

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Step right up Come down below Welcome To the side show See rodeo clowns Spiral down Tendrils Twine around Hobo Give us thrills Break our hearts Star attraction there’s No sadder show revealed Sure To tear you apart...

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My cousin Mike asked my dad, “can Bill stay”? “It’s fine with me if your dad says okay.” “If Bill will work to earn spending money a couple of days, harvesting honey.” We worked two half-days it wasn’t that hard, the second day we just cleaned the backyard. At night he’d tell stories about his youth, he made us wonder if they...

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Yippee ci ya aa Bill African-American rodeo cowboy, farmer Lover of “bulldogging” Twist the head turn the horns of the bull Bite his neck wrestle to the ground Field fell the tricks kick the hoofs off the ground Rancher, married to Maggie Turner Together they produced 9 children Rodeo Cowboy, ‘Wild West show performer Pickett 6/15/2022 Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. ©2022...

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mind boggling event monster trucks growling noises head spinning wildly written May 4, 2022...

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Another pair of cowboy boots beneath my bed banishing dreams of a permanent man right out of my head They call me a buckle-bunny but that sets too low the bar for at the end of the night I take home the rodeo star He rides wild horses and even wilder bulls I lap him up by the mouthfuls Lust curls in my belly when I spy...

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C-ourageous O-pen handed ...

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GARLAND By Kate H. Stark It happened while practicing my violin. I practiced at home on a seat near the door. I suddenly felt a huge urge to explore. The bluebirds were soaring up high in the sky. If bluebirds could do it, then why couldn’t I? I sneaked from the house with my fiddle in hand, and...

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Feeling inside soul of time and weather change Colder weather arriving and autumn harvest, Full natural growth and the autumnal equinox glows Wonderful time for a football game, hometown competitions are best. Gnomon of the sundial projects a shadow, Harvest Days are here Garden full of ripe fruit, colors red, rust, orange, and yellow, Autumn crops sun ripened grateful feelings, gratitude...

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...I must’ve passed out not long after that, in the hospital people did say that bison and bull went for ten minutes, before the tired, and both slunk away. The people called it the best rodeo that any of them had ever seen, some hippies protested, what else is new, they said treating bison that way was ‘mean.’ And the Forest Service took...

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I was drifting west through old Wyoming, to see if ranches were hiring, it had been some weeks since I’d gotten work, sought a new scene to see what it might bring. I was somewhere just east of Yellowstone, the sun settled, it soon would be dark, in the shadows I saw a great bison grazing on grass, just outside of the...

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Santa Claus Rode a bronc Gave us pause Christmas Eve Rodeo Can't believe Did he go To my house Even so? 12-16-19 Contest: Have a Merry 3-Cubed Christmas Sponsor: Andrea Dietrich...

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On the spur of the moment forecast by eternal script in the stars The Bard strummed his guitar and sung a ballade from heart’s lute Wild horses would not keep him away from her as he unbridled his Passion bare back and stripped his sorrows on cobble stones’ echo A serenade for his Gypsy Princess high up in...

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She Rode Winning Eleven World championships. Pushing hard with Scamper and Cruise, Charmayne scampered each season on Hell-for-leather rides, Very fast, it was barrel or bust and swirling dust, each triangle rodeo course. 1/2/2019 Writing Challenge January, 2019- Fibonacci - Poetry Contest Sponsor: Dear Heart Used the howmanysyllables.com syllable counter...

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