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Scenes from a Cowboy's Life

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John Yaws
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Texas


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Hear the clock alarming,
Two hours before the sun-
Itís said, and I believe it...
That our work is never done.
I drink my hot black coffee-
Itís too early yet to eat...
I have to catch the horses up
And trim old Blackieís feet.
Walk out to the tack room
ďSaddle houseĒ itís called-
Saddles on their ďhorsesĒ,
And bridles on the wall....
I love the smell of leather
Sweat and saddle soap,
To feel a well oiled  latigo-
A supple, cared-for rope.
Thereís not a thing about this life
That isnít great to me-
I like the wind upon my face-
I feel that I am free.
Thereís not a cow that I canít drive
Or horse that I canít tame.
I am a cowboy, born and bred-
My only claim to fame.
Twelve to fourteen hours-
We slave out in the sun...
Popping brush and prickly pear
Each time one tries to run.
Head aches from the branding fire
The stench of hide and hair-
Itís not a thing you can describe
Unless a personís there.
The work is hard and dirty-
The pay is poor at best....
If fame and fortune is your goal
Youíll never stand the test.
But if you have the wanderlust
Were born with itching feet-
A cowboyís what you ought to be
The lifestyle canít be beat..
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on the threshold of a dream


1 posted 02-02-2000 12:10 PM       View Profile for suthern   Email suthern   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for suthern

GS: Your poems are of a cowboy's life and of wandering... but so many bring memories of my early years on a farm... I can smell the smells. *G* Great job!!
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Gunslinger, you tell such a great story- every time. I look forward to reading your poems. This was great! -SEA
Danny Holloway
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A far cry from the concrete jungle, and possibly, closer to heaven than one thinks.  This world now has too few cowboys.  
The freedom of a cowboys life overshadows the hard life it must be.
This poem deserves a trip back up top!
Well done!
DH
 
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