Saddlebag Poems - Poems about Saddlebag

...Lorca Translations III Federico Garcia Lorca (1898-1936) was a Spanish poet, playwright and theater director. He was assassinated by Nationalist forces at the beginning of the Spanish Civil War an......Read the rest...

...Lorca Translations II Canción del jinete (“Song of the Rider”) by Federico Garcia Lorca translation by Michael R. Burch Cordoba. Distant and lone. Black pony, big moon, olives in my saddleb......Read the rest...

...Disturbed over what she had planned for tomorrow. Often times she refused to me as included with her plans. What sweet sonnets sing ye the sound of togetherness tangled with romance an eveni......Read the rest...

...There was a time Of life with joy and happiness Not a single concern Now I just have regrets to look back at Little by little The steps I take come to naught Sadness and self pity Make......Read the rest...

...Merlin indeed was a magical cat With long flowing robes and a pointy blue hat. He came into town on a Harley one day With a gleam in his eye and the look of a stray. His head, shiny bald, but his......Read the rest...

...‘Twere me an’ Ol’ Dan, on a cold winter night - whilst ridin’ the streets o’ McGiven Who noticed a couple o’ fellas ride off from the house where the preacher was livin’! Far as I knowed he was......Read the rest...

...The Laptop Cowboy I got four hundred white face cows, A breed that I swear by. A herd of Mustangs to be rode, New laptop standin' by. I keep it in my saddlebag Or on the pickup seat. I'm l......Read the rest...

...Rider comin' up behind me Ragged ear pony shows message is important As he draws alongside I indicate food in my saddlebag hand across the reins and jump......Read the rest...

...Galloping through a rambled life With her spirit carried in a saddlebag Relishing the joy in her new voice Finally, the master of her own choice 'Let's sing songs and say poems' We chimed, way......Read the rest...

...A cowboy named Hank joined wagon trails going west on his horse He rode the outskirts and back trails of cities in search of a home He would get a piece of land for growing corn near a river’s sour......Read the rest...