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Just Another Gunslinger Story

On  one dusty  late afternoon,
a stranger sundered into Lil's saloon.
Underneath his dusty black hat,
his face kept hidden to prevent attack.

His silver spurs jangled across the floor,
as he crossed over, bellied up to the bar.
"Whiskey barkeep",he mumbled low.
As  most the regulars curiosity did grow.

At the table a card dealer watched him close,
making eye contact,the dealer raise him in toast.
He knew that weathered cowboy's confident stance,
as a red dressed dance hall girl asked him to dance.

Blue steely eyes politely just said "no",
pushed her aside,  sat in a dark corner by candle's glow.
They'd all seen that face on posters somewhere,
but no one felt brave enough to do more then stare.

A Smith and Wesson holstered on his thigh,
silvery glistened like the glint in his eye.
"Don't call the Sheriff",was muttered so low,
"you'll just get him killed,he can't out draw him you know!"

After what seemed an eternity he got up and left,
they all knew it wise, leaving it alone might just be the best.

                                             ~~~Suseann~~~




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"I love the rodeo".
Written December 19th, 2005

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  • VentulusFamosus
    December 21, 2005
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    He sounds like a pretty cute outlaw with those "steely blue eyes" lol. I really liked this poem, you could deffinately feel the tension when the cowboy walked into the bar.
    Great write!


  • Beret55 silver member
    December 21, 2005
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    It's best sometimes to leave things alone. Good poem.


  • capricornpoet
    December 21, 2005
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    The quiet gunslinger

    Where was Wyatt , and his bros, this was a real catcher, loved
    every line , a black stranger so imposing as to make a place
    stop in time ; glad he left ,,,the sheriff will live another
    Christmas ....great story write in a poetic weave ...

  • ecrivain01
    December 20, 2005
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    You aren't a Johny Cash fan are you? Reminds me of his "Man In Black" song.


  • Sandygram silver member
    December 20, 2005
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    WONDERFUL POEM

    A wonderful poem Suseann. The story was terrific and the rhyme was great. Thank you for entering this great poem in the contest. Take care, Sandy,


  • wbiro gold member
    December 20, 2005
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    a very unique story, suseann! Something tells me that's your hometown in the picture up there...


  • Puppydog gold member
    December 20, 2005
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    WONDERFUL!

    A wonderful story in this lovely verse. I enjoyed this very much

  • InBetweenThoughts
    December 19, 2005
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    Hello there suseann, for a minute there I thought you had checked out my wardrobe of all black clothes I really enjoyed your old west tale, great descriptions, flowed well and rhyme was on key, though I had a slight problem reading due to your style of lettering it was a great write. Good choice of background also.....good luck in our contest, Ken IBT


  • jasminerose
    December 19, 2005
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    Wonderful write!

    Hi Suseann, What a great tale told here of a feared Cowboy in black!! Very intriguing poem and well written, loved the picture too! Thanks for entering the contest and best of luck Cowgirl! Deputy Jasmine

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