Short Cowgirl Poems
Short Cowgirl Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Cowgirl by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Cowgirl by length and keyword.
Rhoda Maverick loved Tom Mix
And cowboys keen on roping tricks
So hard-up men
Found her their hen
And all her chicks were little prix
A cowgirl got bucked off her horse
And flew through the air with some force
A prickly pear
Caught her right where
A lack of chaps caused her remorse!
.
i thought i'd need
thuh cowgirl
well
i did git one
did i not
A young cowgirl will sing by and by
"Whoopee tie your yipee whoopee tie!"
For she knows how to cling
To a bull's ding-a-ling
But has nary a clue with small fry
Rough desperate cowgirl Etta,
Really should have known better,
When she finally got a boyfriend
She quickly branded his rear end,
He surely did live to regret her.
She mounts her stallion.
Rides hard, nectar overflows.
Tightening private muscles.
Dismounts her stallion.
Takes nice long, sensuous bath.
Now relaxing all muscles.
Know this gal, a cowgirl from Kentucky
Turns my crank, consider myself lucky
The phrase “good friend”
Even transcends
If ever I lose her, I'd get a pain in the tummy
The "poem length police have nabbed me again - so I had to put my new piece
"Sunny"
in the story story section.
Here's the URL:
https://www.poetrysoup.com/short_stories/sunny_9449
The girls on the ranch all jumped for joy
when they learned that their boss would employ
a handsome buckaroo
and they dreamed they'd make do
like the song "Save a Horse, Ride a Cowboy"!
Cali, the cowgirl painted stars on her happy bull McVey
Others tried not to stare; I could not look away
He looked adorable, approachable, cute almost.
Get any nearer, she told me, and you will be a ghost.
cowgirl stomping
rodeo romping
pasture clomping
faster chomping
joyful cowgirl boots
embroidered with a flower
wrinkled from a shower
with all kinds of kicking power
cowgirl stomping romping clomping boots
she might be old, but she still can make a broom zoom
I was not so sure, but I do not to want to bring the gloom
I watched in the sky, and my friend was right of course
She rode that broom like a cowgirl rides a bucking horse
Stanza #1.
I want to be a cowboy
And see the open range.
I want to meet a cowgirl
Whose values are the same?
We'll raise some little cowpokes
And give them old folks names.
I want to meet my cowgirl
So we can ride on the range.
I’m more New York than Nashville
I’m more classic than cowgirl chic
more rock n roll than country twang
not much for fishing down by the creek
I like being in the city
not a cabin on a country mile
that doesn't mean I
don't like cowboys
every once in awhile
Daddy's little girl
Daddy's little angel
Daddy's little princess
Daddy's little cowgirl
Growing up to be a sweet, beautiful , caring , kind young lady
But she'll always be daddy's little girl
Daddy's little angel
Daddy's little princess
Daddy's little cowgirl.
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i meant
((thump))
cowgirl
yeah i (((thump)))
(((lump)))
did
Fancy dancy unicorn friendly cowgirl boots
Stomping tromping riding along on shoots
With glitz and spritz and things that make me smile
Kicking and tricking up things on this country mile
I see you coming and I laugh at the things you do.
All feminine and girly, showing up every ballet shoe.
Cowboy and Cowgirl BOOTS
Leather and Rubber BOOTS
Riding and Mucking BOOTS
Boot-Scootin' Boogie BOOTS
Ankle and Knee BOOTS
Steel-Toed, Stinky BOOTS
Puss n' Boots and Kinky BOOTS.
THIRD PLACE WINNER
written August 7, 2021
for "The Marmite Poem" poetry contest
sponsored by Natasha L Scragg
yippi-yi-yo
take control
be tough
cowgirl
strap on those six-guns
silver spurs
and leather
cowboy chaps
throw on the saddle
and ten-gallon cowboy hat
mount him slowly
and keep it steady
there now
speed it up
pull back hard
and ride him rough
be tough
cowgirl
yippi-yi-yo
ki-ya
Like her folks
She smokes
Rough shirts
On Jean skirts
Though a chiller
She looks a killer
Her mushroom-cat
Is half-eaten by a rat
No mosquito hurts her
In her presence I'm in stir
Why this sadness on her face?
Did she fail in any competition race?
Do not be worried, O, my strong little girl.
Don’t leaves and flowers in winter wind furl?
Cowboy
Brawny, Tough
Riding, Roping, Drinking
Spurs, Horses, Companions, Jewelry
Racing, Riding, Flirting
Spunky, Tougher
Cowgirl
snaps cowgirl Indian boyfriend
The sound of buffalo meat on her teeth,
Taste the smell of sleep,
Cannabis wafting,
Chew the diamond, steal the slipper,
Call the captain and skinny dipper.
The palm fronds climb.
Squaw walks whiskey hills
Eyes cracked wide shut
Gripped by the hunger of a world,
chasing visions
The moon bleeds through the window
The stars hum a song of youth.
Took leave from my job to live the cowgirl way
Didn’t think, I’ll be pitching bales of hay
Living the cowgirl way was a rough ride
Didn’t realize I had to skin rawhide
I was raised a country girl myself
But my skills had sat on a shelf
It was back breaking work to hard for me
I just had to turn in the key
I wasn’t a young girl anymore
So, I headed straight to the door
JANUARY 25, 2021
you are my sunshine ;
when there are too many clouds .
you are my smile ;
when i wanna frown .
you are my laugh ;
when i wanna cry .
i love to dance around in your cowboy hat ;
when no one else is around .
i love when you tell me ;
im glad your my cowgirl .
i love when you hold me so close ;
i can hear your heart skip a beat .
im glad i your ; always&forever
Form:
As far back as I can remember
A cowboy I wanted to be
But apparently I’m not a club member
For I’m a she and not a he
So I settled for being a cowgirl
Clad in my Dale Evans suit
‘Neath a cowboy hat I hid each curl
Hoping cowboys wouldn’t shoot
But they drew their pistols anyway
Laughing with great frivolity
And now that I’m older, I must say
Women still fight for equality
Written April 29, 2014