Cowboy Poetry

In the still of dusk, with hooves in stride, The steed kicks up dust, like a wild-eyed tide. With a wiggle and whinny, he prances so bold, A dance of…

In twilights glow, the campfires crack, With coffee brews, we gather round, Tales of the wild, we share and crack, Epic and funny, in laughter, were bound. Old Ringo’s horse,…

In a hidden glade where the tall grass sways, A wildflower blooms in the suns warm rays. Amidst the stones and the dust of the trail, It stands alone, where…

In endless fields where wildflowers sway, The grasses whisper what the winds convey. Each secret shared, a storys breath, Of dreams and lives that dance with death. A cowboy rides…

In leather worn, the saddlebag sways, With whispers of dust from long-cherished days. Inside, tales of heartache, laughter, and flight, Each story unspools in the soft fading light. The prairie…

In twilights grasp, the canyons sigh, As stars awake, the darkened sky, A velvet cloak, where shadows blend, The night unveils, a weary friend. The horse’s breath, a misty plume,…

In dusty towns where stories flow, With laughter bright as evenings glow, A cowboys eyes, like amber skies, Hold wisdom deep beneath their guise. His weathered hands can tell a…

In twilights hush, the river flows, A tale of journeys old, it knows. Beneath the stars, where secrets blend, Whispers of cowboys, time wont mend. The waters churn with dreams…

Beneath the vast, unbroken dome, The whispering winds feel like home. With leather reins in weathered hands, He speaks to stars, where solace stands. The prairie stretches, a sea of…

Beneath the wide and gleaming skies, A cowboy strolls with a twinkle in his eyes. With boots of leather, tough and wise, Yet dances color where mystery lies. Bright stripes…