Short Rodeo Poems
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mind boggling event
monster trucks growling noises
head spinning wildly
written May 4, 2022
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
Displease Custodian Cowboy
Anchor Through Paralyze
Bullring Chute Fallback
Floppy Faultlessly Eye
Cauldron Brandy Marinara
Nightshade Always Tragedy
Youthful Guard Hearse
(Weekly Magnetic Poetry Challenge • July 13–19, 2026)
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
RODEO
raise that hand above your head and give a mighty yell
on that bouncing bovine you might meet your bucking hell
devil eyes will hold you and he’s got you in his spell
each second you hold on will mean you ride a little more
one more minute and you’ll have the top bull rider score
C-ourageous
O-pen handed
W-rangler
B-ronco
O-outdoors
Y-odeling
I knew a rodeo cowboy in Tulsa
Broad shouldered with shiny blonde hair
He was a sight to behold with women
Knew 'em all at our county fair
We’ve got a high school rodeo team now
'Bout the best you’ll find anywhere
Four ropers, three riders and a clown –
Broad shouldered with shiny blonde hair
July, 2016
For Contest Two Stanzas - Two Only, for Broken Wings
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
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
Yesterday outlaws were in view
so what happened of just me and you.
As we both know this is not our first
rodeo,We must learn to lean on each
other to grow.
We cant help they both let go ten yrs
ago,Not our fault our hearts never
traveld at the speed of light.
I know one yr ago the speed of
light led my heart into your
hands out of the bad lands
to grow old with the new,
So lets make this our last rodeo
It must be hard to be a clown.
When all day long you're chased around.
Those great big bull's whose attention you need.
If the cowboys caught up and can't be freed.
Ther're putting their own lives in harms way.
So the cowboy's may ride another day.
The rodeo clown must have nerves of steal.
Cuz the job their doing is a really big deal.
If they don't do their job then things can go wrong.
And the life of a cowboy just might be gone.
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 the champion buckle
his laughter is sweet as the honeysuckle
An aging buckle-bunny is what I see
until the next cowboy smiles at me
Travel trailers, trophy buckles
And Blue Ribbon bottles,
Litter my ol’ lonely landscape
Of rodeo battles.
I lost a few and won a few
And traveled down the road—
I lived for that 8-second ride—
Thought town jobs were a load.
I cowboyed up and cowboyed down—
Touched too many a heart—
I never realized all those dreams—
Greet folks at the WalMart.
Trailers, trophies and stale warm beer—
Rodeo don’t seem real—
They’re all just empty as my life—
Now I know how cows feel.