by Vince Suzadail Jr. |
Categories:
cowboy-western, life, love, me,
Come and sit here by the fire
Watch the flickering firelight
Let me touch your lips with mine
Will you keep me warm tonight
I've been here reminiscing
Just feeling kind of sad
Wondering why angels love outlaws
And all the times we had
We've been through Hell together
Feeling the pleasure and the pain
Stood side by side against the world
In the sunshine and the rain
Outlaws live their lives on the edge
Their castles built with sand
Why angels fall in love with them
It's hard to understand
So while we're sitting by this fire
And thinking of all the times you cried
This outlaw loves his angel
I want you forever by my side.
by Andrea Dietrich |
Categories:
devotion, love
dancing clumsily -
shy blue cowboy eyes smiling. . . .
he swept me away
marriage fast foreknown -
no proposal from his lips. . . .
just lots of kisses
my man of few words
tells me, “I’ll always love you”. . . .
few words are true words
For the The Story of Valentine Poetry Contest
of Olajide Adelana
by Michael Byte |
Categories:
happiness,
As the sun rises
a young pioneer saddles his ride.
Mounting his horse
his young bride
his love as he rides
Off to find his herd.
His proud mare
goes through the prairie
next to his barb wire.
He wonders in his mind
how far have they strayed.
How many day
must I ride.
He sings aloud
a song his herd
has heard
as he rode.
On yonder hill he sees
two cows grazing along
next to their side two young calves.
He hears their cries
as he tops the hillside.
In the green valley below
he sees his lost herd.
By michael Byte 10-9-2013
by Sara Kendrick |
Categories:
angst, cowboy-western, imagination, life
C casually stands next to his saddled horse
O openly he weeps (so) full of his remorse
W what is left of pale pink running rose that grew
B blood floods from thorn pricks he's getting his due
O oh! tangled web with his love he did weave
Y yesterday she discovered all his cowboy lies believed
by Larry Bradfield |
Categories:
cute love,
He watched her walk away that day
The tears ran down his nose
Her walk was frisky from behind
She knew just how to pose
He recalled those soft summer nights
When they would ride 'til dawn
He'd rub her shoulders gently then
'Til all the ache was gone
Then they'd stand high on mountain tops
While she would breathe the air
They'd watch the world as it rolled by
Without a single care
Then hard times came and raised their head
He was forced to sell her
He was a horse breeder, that's all -
Not a wealthy feller
May 13, 2016, for contest Make Their Jaws Drop
by Larry Bradfield |
Categories:
adventure,
I Like Your Style
Met her in a little border town somewhere south of here.
She said"If you're a cowboy, you could buy me a beer."
I said," I'll buy you rubies just to see you smile."
"Yessir, you're a cowboy and I like your style."
She had that look as if she'd known a few,
But she still looked soft and gentle, too.
I fell in love there on the spot,
How it would end I cared not.
Next morn the sun arose -
She'd been one of those
For she was gone.
Just moved on -
I'm still
Here
3-19-2018
For Contest A Melting Snowball for Line Gauthier
by Dave Mcgahan |
Categories:
2nd grade,
Anyone would wish that they were immune to being embarrassed
You put your name behind something people might read, and hell,
there is no way, you have any right to even attempt to write down a poem.
That's not even you. Nothing is.
But you do it anyway. It has nothing to do with drawing attention. I think it is the exact opposite, I have all my life struggled to draw attention away from myself, and it has been easy to do so. I like that comfort zone. I love it.
Immensely. Words could never describe how much so.
Peace!
by Jack Ellison |
Categories:
love,
Love is a many splendored thing
A hit song once used that title
Love is a major part of all our lives
The emotion that's particularly vital
Vital in the health and total well being
Of all creatures great and small
Contentment that lasts for all eternity
It's the greatest treasure of all
It seems the older this old guy gets
The more passionate he becomes
D'ya think I might need to visit a shrink
Will my addiction be overcome
Riding off into the sunset with milady
Yelling ride 'em cowboy, yeehaw
Real true love's a many splendored thing
Should make true love the law
© Jack Ellison 2014
by William Robinson |
Categories:
cowboy-western, husband, life, love, wedding, wife
When someone rides the trail alone,
It's a lonely way to go,
Without a place to hitch the heart,
And without a warm, true love to know.
But when a cowboy rides the trail
With his lady by his side,
Even when the traveling's rough,
Life's trail can be a joyful ride.
So, saddle up and hit the trail,
And may your lives be ever blessed,
As you ride along, side by side,
Toward the sunset in the west.
by Aundrea Methvin |
Categories:
cowboy-western, love, love,
He knelt and prayed
He asked for a mate to help him throughout life
He asked for a friend
He beseeched for a love that would never end
What he received was more than what he had hoped for
She is stubborn beautiful kind and gentle and her fire caught his desire
She is all that he requested and more
His life will never be the same
Especially once he changes her name
She love him for him and nothing more
He is her friend and confidante and her mate
He is her everything
So the Cowboy and his Angel have each other
Fate was kind no more feather or fur
For now and throughout time
by Joe Inka |
Categories:
cowboy-westernfamily, family,
A cowboy is a hardened soul
When viewed by strangers eyes
A mind of honor and fortitude
A cowboy never cries
A cowboy lives with purpose, clear
His spirit can't be quelled
No hardship on Earth can take his pride
Though he rides to the edges of Hell
The cowboy is really a family man
Though affection he rarely shows
His daily toil is driven by love
and his family surely knows
A cowboy lives by a simple code
That city folk often can't see
But if you want to learn what life is about
A cowboy is something to be.
by Danielle Wise Baxter |
Categories:
cowboy-western, love, me, day, me,
Cowboy take me away
where rainbows hug the sun
and the moon, beams watching us love
Cowboy take me away
to a place where the water runs up hill
and we're transported to the top where it's still
Cowboy take me away
back to that summer day the sun set on our faces
and love last forever and a day after you take me away
by Carma Sanderson |
Categories:
cowboy-western, lost love, old, old,
Ive worn out these old cowboy boots to walk an endless plank of timeless dreams, you leave no trace except a tread mark of my broken heart.
I bare these wrinkeled scares to spare a portrait of this old town and country! I dared to go,is now a vivid memory of a playless rodeo I once had.
Moving on pass these stables of my home, knowing theres no way back I am sure to let go as I fleece with nothing but the wind of a wild horse where you were once my stallone, now just another spur on a pair of worn out cowboy boots, i am left to run free like: WILD HORSES.
by Robin Davis |
Categories:
love,
All I ever wanted was a good ol' country boy
Someone to love me, not treat me like a toy
Searching lands so far and wide
To hold a cowboy by my side
To hear a southern drawl would be
Oh so sweet and heavenly
He'd be true polite and kind
I'd never not be on his mind
Lighting a fire in my heart
That makes me warm right from the start
Sharing drinks inside a bar
Dancing underneath the stars
Cozy rides upon a horse
Our love will always stay on course
My wish is finally coming through
When I heard YEE HAW from you
Smiling oh so handsomly
I knew you walked out of my dreams
9/25/2013
by Margarita Vera |
Categories:
adventure, animals, childhood, daughter, death, fear
Tainted love
or tired love?
Smug attitudes
and weak games
Look at you!
Your such a lame!
Me cry?! Ha! Not no more!
NOT EVER!
Five point five years
What a joke?!
All you do is lie
Keep smoking your life away!
Wake up before its too late!
Before this love turns into hate!
Your too old to act this way!
Your too comfortable
You cant stay!
In my life!
In my way!
Goodbye to you!!!
by William Martin |
Categories:
cowboy-western, husband, love, marriage, sorry, wife
Cowboys and angles fell in love
one day the angle loves the cowboy
I am a angle my boyfriend is the cowboy
forever and ever we were in love before
we got together 7 months ago
we both have had
a bad relationship before
we get togther it have been
8 months now we might fight now
and than but it is making
things work out when we fight
I fell like cring but I say that
I'm soory and make up
by Gail Holder |
Categories:
death, son,
Ghost
Living with ghost of yesterday's past
holding on won't bring them back,
moving on doesn't mean you forget,
but allows your broken heart to heal.
Keep the good memories, Let the bad
good go because there's someone out
there that needs what's lifted of you.
Pull yourself together, Dry your eyes,
let go of yesterday's past, love what's
in front of you before it's to late, and
become ghosts we wish could have back.
by Janille James |
Categories:
cowboy-western, faith, happiness, hope, peace, me
Lord, help me to understand you more and more.
Help me to appreciate the gifts of life as I explore.
So many times I've put doing my will about yours.
Please turn my heart towards your forever love.
Lord, help me to live the way you ask me to love.
And to love the way you ask me to live.
Dear God, I pray to you on my bended knees.
Hear my cry.
My urgent need for you.
Let me see you in all things.
Give me life anew.
Teach me to listen.
Teach me to be kind.
Lord, strengthen me that I might find.
The road that leads me closer to you everyday.
Please Lord,
I beg you
Show me the way!
----By Janille James----
by James Rasmusson |
Categories:
death, dedication,
~A Wooden Cross~
South of Lafayette on interstate 65
I saw a wooden cross.
The roadside monument,
weathered and grey,
was a tribute to a loved one
who lost his life in a car crash.
At 70 mph I only saw it for an instant,
yet it was time enough to see
the cowboy hat that proudly perched
on the weathered wooden cross.
I didn’t know the cowboy nor his wife.
I didn’t attend the funeral.
But for just an instant I felt
both the sorrow and the love that poured
from the weathered wooden cross
with cowboy hat on interstate 65.
by Atour Tamrazov |
Categories:
family, children, people, happy, happy,
It's a Victory Day,
It's a Holiday of our Country,
Dance: we are free and genious
Citizens of Art and Dancing
City where my father and my
Mother married many years ago,
We are free, my little girl,
Free and happy boys and girls
From the little town of Joy,
From the West of Fest
Is also the beautiful country,
Music:
Sing my baby song and rest,
Have a good time,
Smile and dance,
Shania is merry
With a cowboy and are married
Now
In the new sense of a holiday
Of all our Big Love
As the happy people say!
by John Loving Iii |
Categories:
happiness, love, me, me,
won't you be my valentine
put up with me
believe my lies
hold your nose
use blind eye's
listen to me snore
all night
let me control the remote
most of the time
help me buy my toys
when i whine
and don't ever leave me
keep me from crying
be my valentine
for all time
by Sara Kendrick |
Categories:
fantasy, love, nature,
The Vaquero
Create for me a vaquero
With slow walk, loving rodeo
Long rides on cool high mountain trails
Where it's wooded__love never fails
Who rides comfortable as can be
Wrangler who understands..create for me
(Wrapped Refrain)
In honor of Tirzah Conway
A Cowboy Is contest
by Sara Lewis |
Categories:
art, cowboy-western, education, time,
The kids are cry in once again,
To there needs i come again,
To help them out in there time of need,
To you i swear it gonna be just fine,
To there needs i come again,
To you I swear always be there,
To help you in your time of need.
by Christopher Lampton |
Categories:
funny love, humor, lust, boy,
it smells like sex in here he said as
he walked into the bedroom
it's time to put some clothes on
we have a busy day
she only has one request
before she can get up
a jack daniels on ice
that's what she needs
to start this thing out right
here are your panties and bra
and what was your name again?
by Joe Murphy |
Categories:
cowboy
I should have seen it coming
By the sad look on her face
Instead she had to say the
words
Right now I need some space
Standing by the open door
In her mind she's already gone
One foot tapping on the floor
To the beat of another's song.
It wasn't my first rodeo
And it ain't gonna be my last
I always get back in the saddle
but lately not as fast
Thank God there's a lot more
rodeo queens
Than riders at each show
Less broken bones than
shattered dreams
For those who love the rodeo.
But my daddy always told me
Steer clear of the rodeo queens
Cos they ain't nuthin but
trouble son
Dressed up in tight blue jeans.