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LeeJ Member Patricius
since 2003-06-19
Posts 13296
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Shining droplets, painted graffiti across the great sky sea Like scoundrels, fluttering round & round in circles Turning up, the east side of night’s curtain For a look see through a window of vivid colors White snow plastered, fluttering eyelashes, for the cowmen Drifting north for spring grass….with ease and apparent willingness There is something primitive, something quit coupled in the open sky Like an old warm grandfather…lounging around campfires Telling cowboy stories, like a courier of previous days Always imagining a few more miles inlaid, for A tableland saturated with watering holes Abundant wild life, enough black coffee & beans until harvest Yes, For continuous clearings….long incessant rides of field streams Makes a body wonder if it is impossible to kill man? With supremely happy order….which claims us…. Smelling the short range of things, willing to eat loco weed Shortly after daybreak, the cowmen creep up hills Driving open range, impassable thickets, beating bush And sniffing their way like a bear with caution Nothing but a six shooter in holster His best friend, a cream colored pony Blowing his breath to the sound of a gypsy Moon, offering footpaths through the mountains Like a soft woman’s hands of cotton And it must be said, their sense of smell…unquestionable! Branding the plainsmen, part apache Naming the wind through the pines Easy, natural and a tempting mirage Yes, the cowmen, rode and hugged the shelter of hills Covering stretches of country never seen before In charge of nothing, especially his own life Knowing full well, the power of nature The gaze of a fire and the leer eyed look of one more mile Wandering the endless range of Between here and the next watering hole With a coil of rope And varmints ready to claim their next meal Maybe a bottle of whiskey and if you were lucky A damn good pack mule |
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JL Member Ascendant
since 2004-04-01
Posts 6128Texas, USA |
Our heritage at work and I am grateful for their hard work, sacrifices, and ‘Spent Lives’. Reminds me of a history lesson, a movie, or a great book about the people and their families that put this nation together. Great write Lee J. Thanks for the reminder. JL |
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Susan Caldwell Member Rara Avis
since 2002-12-27
Posts 8348Florida |
 enjoyed Lee. "cast me gently into the morning, for the night has been unkind" |
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