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Monday, May 31, 2010

Cowpoke Posey

A COWBOY POEM MUST RHYME THEY SAY
By GC SMITH

Cowboy verse has got to rhyme
Meter just so, intact, in time
So when our cowboy’s tale’s begun
It can be read with verve, what fun

So gather round the flaming fire
Who can claim to be the best liar
Say with verse the deeds been done
By us wild and wooly sons-a-guns

Of thunder booms and lightning flashes
That light the night and sound the crashes
That spook the cattle on the prairie
And make us ride till we are weary

Of holding herd bunched up together
No matter what the kind of weather
Of riding drag in pouring rain
Listenin’ to cattles’ sad refrain

No free verse can tell the tale
Of cowboy’s work out on the trail
Their stories need a rhyming verse
And must be told without a curse

Cause that’s the cowboy way


Calgary
By GC Smith

Calgary
big stampede
drunkin' cowboys
temptin' them wimmen
who fall hard for macho
them guys who can ride the bull
not them guys who just throw the bull
but them guys what master the bucking horse
them are the cowboys gals consider worth bedding

the pretty young gals who bed those macho rodeo guys
stick with their cowboys through both the thick and thin
hold them, love them, nurse all their rodeo hurts
talk good to them when they’re feeling low
pick their cowboys up with sunny smiles
keep them going with their true love
kiss ‘em an’ hold them tight
close to their hearts
Cowboys


Yippee-Yi-Ki-Yay
By GC SMITH

I'm a poet lariat
lassoing maverick words
branding them my own

Poetic form my quarter horse
I’d drive longhorn words
from dusty dictionaries:
I’d bunch ‘em up to strophs
Moving loose word confusion
to a tight trail herd of verse,
Stray words would not cut loose
I’d push my herd with rhythm
I’d drive them home with meter
No free verse would stampede
words driven on my roundup,
I’d corral them all with rhyme

I'm a poet lariat
lassoing maverick words
branding them my own

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