Short Cowgirls Poems

Bulls in wooden shoots
Clowns and Cowboys in cahoots
Cowgirls in pink boots...

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Hands a-clappin', boots a-thumpin',
skirts a-twirlin', rumps a-bumpin'.
Feel the vibes and hear the noisy
Idaho cowgirls and Boise....

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Kentucky conjures up wide open spaces
Horses and cowboys and a land so spacious
Cowgirls riding rough
Roping cattle in the buff
The cattle, not the cowgirls, who are much more vivacious...

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Cut off jeans are for me.

Cultured pearls just for thee.

Clowns make me want to pee.

Cooking BBQ from the sea.

Chaps I wear on each knee

Cowboys drink beer not tea.

Cowgirls dance with much glee.

 

Date Written:10/12/2020...

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Crossing the hoedown lines 
Courteous men tilted hats 
Country cowgirls in skirts 
Corsets set on fire 
Careening to music 
Crystallography,... stop
Calm returns,  silent floor.  

October 17, 2020

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Pleiades 2 Poetry Contest...

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cowboy
                                             hired ranch hand
                                     tends cattle on horseback
                                     ignores potential risk factors
                                                      roundup





      Tribute To The 
American Cowboys / Cowgirls
      Ride Em High...

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on a wooden floor
between heaven and earth
doin the electric slide
givin it all we're worth

steel guitars and country twang
cowboy hats and a longneck night
boots sliding smooth or tapping in time 
cowgirls step high and right in line

dancing late in the moon's light
no work tomorrow, it's Saturday night
come on baby, just one more dance
cowboy up, let's do another...

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A Cowboy lives his life,
From sunrise to sunset.
Hard work, calloused hands,
And a bunk to hang his hat.

Riding, roping, branding,
It's all for a week's pay.
Come Friday night it's time,
To chase the blues away.

A few cold beers in hand,
A Cowgirls twirling skirt.
It helps a man forget,
The hard days in the dirt.

But when the fun is done,
And the sun starts to grin.
It's time to grab the reins,
And Cowboy up again....

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I was once your cowgirl and you were my Indian

This was in the San Joaquin valley of California that you planted your seed in me

Boy did we have a pow wow

It was a delicious experience and made me think of the 
arrival of the Mayflower so long ago

Yes, I was your cowgirl at the ripe age of forty
And, you looked like such a beautiful Native American Indian

Together we played cowgirls and Indians
He's nine years beautiful...

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Dusty little towns
West of the Great Divide
Where great-grandchildren of cowboys
On ranches still reside.

Small western museums
With local antiquities inside; 
Native American artifacts, 
Some horse tack for a cowboy's ride.

There among the fancy
Are two dresses hemmed above the knee,
20's Jazz Age fashion
Worn far from the speak-easys.

Caused a bit of an uproar,
As they danced on the sawdust floor.
Who were these rebel cowgirls,
These flappers from western lore?...

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