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The Sand and the Sage

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John Yaws
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0 posted 11-08-1999 12:57 PM       View Profile for John Yaws   Email John Yaws   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to Submit your Poem to Passions   Click to visit John Yaws's Home Page   View IP for John Yaws

The sand and the sage seem to stretch on forever-
The road has no end for a rodeo man.
It’s been fifteen years, Man, I thought I was clever,
The “wolf of the world”, “best that ever had been”.

I started in eighty, I got me a permit, to work a few shows
Thought that I’d learn the ropes-
I figured in five that I’d be in the Finals-
A twenty year old, I had mighty high hopes.

Saddle bronc, bulls, and I tried the bull-doggin’-
My ropin’, I guess, left a bit to desire-
“All Around Cowboy” was what I was wantin’
A man won’t get far if he doesn’t aspire...

Second-rate motels, McDonald’s and Wendy’s-
Pork and beans, Chili, and ulcers to boot..
The things we will go through to keep on a makin’
An eight second ride from a three by nine chute.

Tickets, and fines to pay, insurance doubles-
From all of this drivin’ too fast, and too far...
The times I call home only increase my troubles
And every two years or so, wears out my car.

The guys who I rode with back when I first started-
Have long since quit riding, they’re doing just fine...
Seems they found their niche in life, I guess they are happy
And they all keep asking just when I’ll find mine.

The sand and the sage are my constant companions-
Eight seconds my goal, and the highway my home-
I only find peace when I’m packing and leaving,
It seems like I’m destined forever to roam.
© Copyright 1999 John R. Yaws - All Rights Reserved
Watcher666
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1 posted 11-08-1999 02:24 PM       View Profile for Watcher666   Email Watcher666   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit Watcher666's Home Page   View IP for Watcher666

Liked this much.Sad,but beautiful.

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Andrew Scott
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2 posted 11-08-1999 02:33 PM       View Profile for Andrew Scott   Email Andrew Scott   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Andrew Scott

Another great read... and I agree with Watcher... kind of a lonely piece. Thanks again for sharing.
Denise
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3 posted 11-08-1999 09:16 PM       View Profile for Denise   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Denise

Another enjoyable interesting piece of writing!

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sooner or later, you'll find home
 
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