St. Francis Hospital, Tulsa Ok.
New Years Day 2017
Miracle Man
A Divine intervention,
that day had taken place.
I’m writing this account,
only through God’s grace.
The Widow Maker and S.C.I.
had put me in that strait.
I was laying at death’s door,
in an unconscious state.
During those comatose days,
I heard God’s Heavenly choir.
But then, I couldn’t fathom,
what would soon transpire.
You’re A medical miracle,
Doctors then proclaimed.
I was The Protected One,
then Miracle Man named.
Five songs played it once,
and I could name each one.
But these beautiful sounds,
weren’t meant for everyone.
For five days I heard songs,
from the tiles overhead.
Doctors later said to me,
“Tom, you should be dead.”
I once knew a young cowboy in Tulsa.
He was broad shouldered with longish blonde hair.
He rodeo’d with the best of that breed,
And he was champion of our county fair.
He was something to see with the women.
Always had a new beauty in his sight.
Never heard ‘em complain about nothin’-
He disappeared in the dead of the night.
We’ve got a high school rodeo team now.
About the best that you’ll find anywhere.
Four ropers, three bull riders and a clown –
They are all broad shouldered with long blonde hair.
8/30/2017
For poetry contest Bittersweet for Kevin Shaw
There once was a large fat man from Tulsa
Who liked his beans covered with hot salsa
More he'd say
Hotter some way
While his stomach was crying carumba
I knew a rodeo champ in Tulsa
He was broad shouldered with shiny blonde hair
He was a sight to behold with women
And knew all of them at our county fair
Then one night in the dead of the Winter
He left town and was never seen again
We heard he had settled down in Texas
Or he was seen in Lawton now and then.
We’ve got a high school rodeo team now
'Bout the best you’ll find anywhere 'round here
Four ropers, three riders and a young clown –
They're all broad shouldered with shiny blonde hair
September 24, 2016
For Contest 210, Brian Strand
A Young Cowboy From Tulsa
I once knew a young cowboy in Tulsa
Broad shouldered with long blonde hair
He rodeo’d with the best of that breed
And was champion of our county fair.
He was a sight to behold with women
A new girl every Saturday night
Never heard ‘em complain about nothin’
They all said he treated them right.
Then one night in the dead of the Winter
He left town and was never seen again
We heard he had settled down in Texas
Or he was seen in Lawton now and then.
The time passed quickly since he left us
All the women got on with their lives
Thought they couldn’t live without him
Now they are all makin’ excellent wives.
We’ve got a high school rodeo team now
About the best you’ll find anywhere
Four ropers, three riders and a clown –
Broad shouldered with long blonde hair.