Cowboy Poetry

In the shadow of the mountains crest, Whispers of smoke rise up and rest. The branding iron gleams, hot and bright, While stories of cattle dance in the night. The…

In dusty fields where silence reigns, A windmill stands, defying chains. Its arms stretch wide, in fierce embrace, Turning with tales of grit and grace. Beneath the sun’s relentless gaze,…

In morning light, the dust clouds swirl, As Maverick Joe gives his hat a twirl. The cattle bellow with minds of their own, While he laughingly rides, in mischief hes…

In twilight’s hush, the last gate swings, Where echoes of the past still sing. The dust cloud dances, soft and low, As sunsets paint the fields aglow. With leather worn…

In twilights glow, the prairie hums, As leather boots and sassy spurs come, A cowgirl laughs, her spirit bright, Her silhouette dances with fading light. The horizon drapes in shades…

Beneath the stars, the meadow lies, Where whispers dance on evenings sighs. The wildflowers bloom with colors bright, Their fragrance lingers through the night. A lonely cowboy rides on through,…

On the fence lines edge, where grasses sway, A restless wind whispers secrets, gray. Beneath the gaze of mountains bold and wide, Lies the line tween freedom and where dreams…

At dawn the desert wakes with cheer, The coyotes hush, the memories near. Cowboys gather round the crackling flames, With laughter echoing like joyous games. The sun begins to stretch…

In the dusty town where legends stir, A gunslinger took to the stage, word by word. With six-shooters drawn, the crowd held tight, For laughter and lead were about to…

In the hush of dusk, the canyon weeps, For whispered names the silence keeps. Beneath the stars, their stories roam, On windswept trails that guide them home. Rugged mountains touch…