Open Poetry #25 |
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Cowboy Love |
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Gunslinger Senior Member
since 1999-10-09
Posts 901TX, USA ![]() |
I sit here in the bunkhouse- And really kind of mope... About a lass I longed to meet, But know there is no hope. I'm here in Arizona, Up near Payson way- She's in Milton, Florida- Two thousand miles away. She only wants a true love- And love is all I own, The places where I hang my hat, Are what I call my home. I listen to the timber wolves, She hears the surf I guess. But both of us are smothered- By our awful loneliness. I may get out my six string, And sing the Lonesome Blues- That's more in keeping with my mood, Than singing "Blue Suede Shoes". Daylight isn't far away- Perhaps I'd better dream... The only way I'll see the face, Of my beloved Queen. Cowboys are all dreamers, At least I've heard that said, And I'll quit dreaming of her, The day they find me dead. So as you rest your lovely head, Be sure this much is true... There is a cowboy somewhere, Who is in love with you. |
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the_loner_23 Member Ascendant
since 2002-06-08
Posts 5479Jacksonville, Florida, USA |
Yes I know this well. I am in Florida and Liam is in British Columbia, Canada. I really liked this. Cold hands means a warm heart |
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ThunderMage Senior Member
since 2002-06-20
Posts 812Canada |
Too true. The difference is that one day I'll travel. What is life without poetry and adventure? |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
I always love your style, cowboy! |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
Enjoyed...one of my favories Gunslinger...James |
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Jason Lyle Senior Member
since 2003-02-07
Posts 1438With my darkling |
I love a cowboy write.Enjoyed this. Jason |
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SmartChick Member Rara Avis
since 2001-09-23
Posts 7081On A Journey To The Unknown |
Well hello there, cowboy! This is a beautiful love poem. |
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scorpio Member Ascendant
since 2002-10-02
Posts 5178right...there |
John...saddle up that horse of yours...and hit the trail...make your way to that lass!!! believe in what your heart feels... |
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