Short Roping Poems

boxer
quick youth
roping doping dropping
the one armed ghost
champion...

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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...

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bull riding cowboy
the fanciest belt buckle
not easily won

bull wrangling cowboy
the rodeo is in awe
his prowess legend

bull roping cowboy
the happy trophy winner
if he does not die...

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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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castles of the north
conjured out of snowflakes
shivering in glass

castles of the east
notorious skyscrapers 
subway noises

castles of the south
serving corn and fried chicken
delicious meals

castles of the west
cowboy roping and riding
rodeo ready...

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He is up at dawn,with his snake boots on.A man of his word,he takes on a heard.Rough and
tough the cowboy glares,showing all he's not afraid of bears.Takes out his gun as he rides
into the sun.Roping and riding,a no holds bars.At the end of the day,he gazes at the stars....

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With a cool frosty wind 
He came calling 
Swiftly drifting inward 
With a  fruit 
Stretched as a reward 
For every word
Subtly tearing the branch 
From every trunk 
With a canny laugh
Tethering the head
Roping the man
Sounding the beginning 
With a bit
For every bait....

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I guess the silver lining
is that I learn humility
once more I forgive
and love falls at your feet
roping with your lariat
more than you'll ever need
what do you do with the excess?
when you tire of paying heed
when the sky is clear and cloudless
when your limit has been exceeded...

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All
belles,
cousins three,
daughters
evermore in the
family,
girls
hopscotching
individually,
jump-roping
Kay and
Lasonia quite sporty,
musical
notions
occasionally,
personalities
quoting
readily,
southern
talkers
unanimously,
Venus, the
wise from
Xanadu,
youthful triad playing
zestfully....

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A distant sound,
noise. 
Detached.
Increasing, unrelenting, overwhelming,  
piercing, and painful.
Destroy it.

I stir inside a body not my own,
groping to find the roping of its limbs, 
my body is possessed, 
with a drunken soul and
I drown in a black whirlpool of emotion.
I punch the noise, 
and end the pain.
Now rise and 
walk !...

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Cowboy
                                          Brawny, Tough 
                                   Riding, Roping, Drinking
                          Spurs, Horses, Companions, Jewelry
                                   Racing, Riding, Flirting
                                       Spunky, Tougher 
                                              Cowgirl...

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Pushups and planks
Now armpits  stank

Roping and jumping 
Outdoors I'm loving

Kicking and punching
Tension and stress releasing

Netflix on house arrest
Sunshine and fresh air,  I confess

Kissed by the sun
Just vying for some fun

Social distancing 
Nature I'm embracing 

Mellifluous birds I hear
Living with no fear

Quarantine commanding
God's word I'm standing...

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Substrate channeling, now wading through cellular river
Patches, by God, the sight! The sight! In-diving dream stabilizer 
Atrophying now in the nebula; Pilfering the idea controls; the singular vastness!
Computations aloft and asunder the dwelling of our being like wrinkled raisins under roping
Elephants; church bells a-tolling; Lincoln Logs a-rolling; turn the ship we would, if we could....

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IT’S CHRISTMAS!

Jingle, jingle rings all the bells,

Sounding the season roping jolliness;

With gifts traveling to distant places,

And joy running the realm of existence.

There’s high celebration dancing ecstatically in the air;

Showers of goodly hilarity blessing our sphere.

On the whole, it’s nice to have great fun;

Not forgetting the One who gave His only son.

Merry Christmas everyone!...

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The tree in the corner shimmered with tinsel
A tradition I remember from Christmases past,
With bright colored bulbs and glittery roping
We filled the stand with water to make it last.

This year it was replaced by aluminum fronds
And twinkling lights pre-installed at the store,
No water required, it will last forever and ever
An improvement, eh? I say “Nay, what a bore!” 

Written December 1, 2022...

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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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Penning wrangled mime
and wared out of my skits,
I’m poked in serspiration,
My mind’s in fisted twits.

It’s not the way I spike to leak;
I’ve turned to try it down.
Still I'm rilled with florious grime,
so nothing dings me brown.

We poets are a lazy crot,
voiling with turds and worse.
Roping with the fools of corm,
dinditions so reverse.

A hong lot toke in the sub
might dude me a girl of wood.
Or how about a bun at the reach?
Well, I can’t wet a gay, but I should....

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I’m trying to glide tight roping 
with what I deem fly for whip lash 
and hoping. I’m sort of bat crazy, 
even though I’m a nonchalant Godly warrior, 
with rhymes that’s potent in riddle, enigma I am,  
old school with the gym raise of bar.
So get carried away I am
because I am magnetic to the field of static 
with the shock of real pandemonium. 



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