Open Poetry #46 |
Rodeo and Romance |
Gunslinger Senior Member
since 1999-10-09
Posts 901TX, USA |
I dropped my scuffed old riggin' bag- Out there behind the chutes- Dug around and found my spurs- Then strapped them on my boots. I rosined up, and dropped my rope- Across a hairy hide... A buddy fished my rope for me- I readied for the ride... I'm on my rope and ready- And, Lord, those horns are wide... I wait until he's steady- Then I nod and cry, "Outside". Rodeo and romance, Are much alike you see... To see if you can stick or not, You pay your entry fee. Sometimes a ride will start so well- You think it's in the bank. But just before the buzzer sounds, It turns out double-rank! I've had my share of go-rounds... I've won more than a few... But the hardest fall I ever had- Was the one I took from you. Rodeo and romance- Is the only life I know... I'll guess I'll point my pick-up truck, To one more rodeo. |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
you should get a book together! The old cowboys would sure love it! |
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Marchmadness Member Rara Avis
since 2007-09-16
Posts 9271So. El Monte, California |
I think everyone would enjoy it. Ida |
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The Lady Member Rara Avis
since 2005-12-26
Posts 7634The Southwest |
The National Cowboy Poetry Gathering is held every January in Elko, Nevada. YOu would be a hit Gunslinger! |
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