Open Poetry #18 |
On the Open Range |
John Yaws Senior Member
since 1999-10-09
Posts 860Texas |
I was sitting in my pickup, Just watching cars go by. My mind began to wander, I began to question, "Why?" I thought of Arizona- The sage brush in the spring; Of coffee on an open fire, The song, coyotes sing- Cowboys in their soogans- Gazing at the Milky Way, I'd give a million dollars, To be back there today. 'Twas a life of simple pleasures- Of strong, hardworking men... A handshake was a contract, O, if it were so again. But the past is passed forever, And I've seen a lot of change. My life would be more simple, Out there on the open range. |
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Larry C
since 2001-09-10
Posts 10286United States |
Gunslinger, Those are brave words from a Texan! But we Arizonans will proudly sport this one...Thanks. |
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Irish Rose Member Patricius
since 2000-04-06
Posts 10263 |
I enjoyed this very much. Kathleen--(Kay) |
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akela Junior Member
since 2002-02-05
Posts 15croydon england |
you paint a pretty picture we spend so much time running our busy complicated lives that we forget the simple pleasures it sounds a wonderful place to be |
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amusemi Senior Member
since 2001-12-08
Posts 1262A State of Disarray |
All I can say is: "Cowboy poets are too cool!!" Shot me down with this one, sir!! Good tempo...great read out loud, too. Kat |
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