Cowboy Poetry

In canyons deep where colors gleam, Bold strokes of history dance and beam. The ochre walls, they whisper low, Of ancient tales and dreams to sow. A steadfast cowboy, hat…

In golden fields where shadows play, The whispering winds hold secrets sway. Coyotes chuckle, a mischievous sound, As cowboys prank, with laughter unbound. Beneath the stars, where cool breezes sigh,…

sun dips low, the horizons blaze, A cowboy sighs through the evening haze. With leather worn and a heart that aches, He finds the strength that the long ride takes.…

From corrals edge, the dust does rise, As morning breaks with painted skies. The saddle creaks, the bridle gleams, A cowboy sets forth to chase his dreams. With every stride,…

Beneath the vast and twinkling sky, Where whispers of the night drift high, The cowboys spirit feels the call, To ride where silence wraps the thrall. With leather reins and…

In the shadow of the herd, they roam, With dutys whisper calling them home. Amidst the dust and the wild, fierce air, The cowboy rides, with grit laid bare. Beneath…

In a canyon deep where shadows hide, The wind whispers stories of those who tried, With jagged walls and the moon’s soft glow, Hope flickers faintly where stars lay low.…

Beneath the stars, the saddle rests, A story woven in leathers breath. Its creases hold the weight of years, Of dusty trails and whispered fears. Once it felt the stir…

In twilights glow, where the horses graze, A whispered tale through the canyon lays. The creek runs bold, a secret it keeps, Of hidden paths where a wanderer leaps. Beneath…

Beneath the stars where shadows dance, The branding pen glows with vibrant chance. With ropes that twirl and voices raised, We carve our mark, in night ablaze. The scent of…