dVerse: Poets Pub
Poetics ~ Cowboy Up
lonely is the winding trail
'round the red rock canyon
where cacti stand as guardians
a kind of howdy at ya
the wind howls through
the mighty bluffs
while cowboys tug their hats
and horses bow their mighty heads
to block the stinging blast
camping under cloudless skies
resting weary souls
singing songs of love and loss
and glory yet unknown
a cowboy's life is hard and true
the horse ~ faithful companion
men and nature stand as one
on the prairie as in heaven
Not sure this qualifies as rhyming exactly. I had good intentions.
i like the cacti standing as guardians... and there's much to say i guess about a cowboy and his horse...a rough landscape & they for sure were counting on them...great close as well with men and nature standing as one..
ReplyDeletesmiles....love the camping outdoors...under the stars...did that my first year out of college...it is def a hard life at times...man & nature as one...cool and true too....love the scene you set in the opening of this....
ReplyDeleteok, on your twitter feed...the baby hippo is so cute...ha...
lol, Brian. My phone wouldn't let me attach the photo so did the haiku without it first. Made sure I redid it from computer with photo. Glad you like it...and the cowboy poem. I've never slept under the stars (always have to say "consciously") and never would for fear of creepy crawly things. But that night sky in AZ is awesome!
DeleteEnjoyed this. I like the idea of men and nature standing as one on the prairie as in heaven. Oh, that it be so. The cowboy really is a strong presence in Americana, isn't it?
ReplyDeletewonderful imagery. such an enjoyable read.
ReplyDeleteLove the imagery - wonderful second stanza - and that is the cutest hippo ever! :) K
ReplyDeleteI do like the faithful companionship of man & horse, here on earth and elsewhere ~ Felt the loneliness too of the cowboy ~
ReplyDelete"On the prairie as in heaven," sort of a cowboy's Lord's Prayer, and this was so lovely, The theme of friendship, well, companionship. Although my sister counts her horses among her truest friends. She says, Look into the eyes of a horse and tell me there's no soul there... I believe she's right. Amy
ReplyDeleteHorses are magnificent creatures and definitely soul in their eyes...as in any animal, IMO. Even my tortoise and turtle have twinkling when they are happy and burning anger when p.o'd. lol
DeleteWonderful... I love your subtle rhyming (and yes, it does count).
ReplyDeleteThis has a great riding rhythm that I really enjoyed. Nicely done. Thanks so much for joining in! :-)
ReplyDeleteYou got the rhythm there as well as the imagery. and the red rocks of Sedona I can see... great cowboy song.
ReplyDeleteI like your poem. It has feeling. I could put myself there in the canyon as I was reading.
ReplyDeleteOh, it has that haunting quality I associate with scenes from old cowboy movies. I think the half-rhymes are acceptable in this genre.
ReplyDeleteI love it Maggie. Gorgeous imagery, beautifully rendered.
ReplyDeletei live in the desert, and i sure know the winds and the canyons and the wind around the rocks. you sure got the feeling right on this.
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Thank you. I was in Sedona for the first time a few months ago. Loved the vortex winds.
DeleteThe first stanza is stellar and the "glory" to come is what keeps them movin' on, I think. Wonderful.
ReplyDeleteIt's heavenly with heavens in the sky above as the wide open 'roof' to savor an adventure about to begin! How nice, Maggie! It'll be unforgettable!
ReplyDeleteHank
I could imagine being alone in that environment with those cacti guardians and tipping my hat to them.
ReplyDeletemy fav out of the cowboy pieces... you've taken us their standing in the wind
ReplyDeleteWow! This was wonderful. You painted a beautiful word picture.
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