Rustlers Poems - Poems about Rustlers

...Smokey hailed from someplace back in Missouri was a slave until the ripe old age of ten Left his master's home headed to Montana and swore they would never hear from him again Started out in th......Read the rest...

...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 s......Read the rest...

...When I see Old Glory wave I picture Lady Liberty beckoning to boatloads of refugees ~ not cattle rustlers hanging in effigy When I hear Taps playing I think of young soldiers who gave t......Read the rest...

...he Riders of the Purple Sage They’re running through the canyons out across the western plains They’re running un......Read the rest...

...Ah, to write to gather random thoughts corral them Giddy-up….whoa….style. Chase down those tumble weeds, itinerant thoughts blown by the whimsical winds of imagination into ever unmanageable ......Read the rest...

...I rolled like Caesar down the boulevard the day I came to town. My triumph was impromptu and abrupt. I parked my Chevy by the curbside on a gentle downhill slope In hope there’d be no need for bac......Read the rest...

...I heard tell some folks think cowboys built the West. The only thing I know for sure is I always did my best to give a man a good days work for an honest wage ridin' among tumbleweeds and dried br......Read the rest...

...You couldn't rattle Tex Ice water in his veins No one ever saw him wince let alone complain Kept to himself, he did Felt life was meant to be hard Carried his lasso and holsters proud ......Read the rest...

...III. It was the next day the sheriff rode out, three bodies had been found in a dry gulch. The sheriff saw Paul meet him at the door, heard raves from the back, where his brother sulked. The s......Read the rest...

...I. It was in the frontier town of Simmons, in the year eighteen hundred ninety-one, that two twin brothers, the Malcomson twins, bought themselves a ranch that they hoped to run. They were ide......Read the rest...

...In the years of nineteen-hundred and sixties in palm of muggy Mississippi Delta we would walk around in thick & bitter air, we would hide in denial’s shadow too witness laissez-faire ......Read the rest...

......“Time was I wouldn’t care for your sad state, I’d have my fun and leave you to your plight, but four years in a cell changes a man, and I have set out to live my days right. “Been in nothing......Read the rest...

...The Tale of Billy Flynn Billy Flynn looked skyward As the fire slowly died The embers dancing gaily They had a hard days ride He looked down at the fire At the coals and their red glow "Bett......Read the rest...

...agape gave grave to age bent not to burdens born cleave verily the leaves of life distilled stilled styled reviled entry net try and try filigree reeds figure loosely grave gave the age to rage......Read the rest...

...Madeline Cole worked over the basin, Washing clothes for her, and her man, In the wilds of Kansas, 1878, Where grass, between horizons, did span. A pretty young woman, a brand new wife She’d y......Read the rest...