As I walk the golden plains,
In my cowboy boots,
My saddlebags upon my back,
Leaving behind my roots.
I look behind me at the sun,
The fields of golden wheat,
I know that life ahead of me,
Is going to be something sweet.
I’m praying for a bright future,
Roaming the lands of the west,
In California, here I come,
I’m told that you’re the best.
Streets of gold, and pretty women,
Shops with clothes made of silk,
I’ll become a fine gentleman,
And eat well with the best milk.
A piece of land on the outskirts of town,
Where I can build a grand abode,
Cattle, the very best, of course,
And a long and winding road.
Above the entrance would be a sign,
“Ponderosa’s Retreat”
It will draw folk near and far,
My home will be so neat.
Ma and Pa will come to see me,
They will be proud of their son,
And I shall give them a place to stay,
Till the day they meet the One.
05/19/07
Author notes
Picture by Don Marco (Crayon Art)
A contest entry
- Cowboy Roots by Maybe Anastasia.
300 points, ended June 5, 2007, 8 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Dear Petra,
Another imaginative and appealing poem from your pen.
Thank you so much for resetting these with lighter background for the sake of my tired old eyes.
The age of the 'Cowboy' has passed and the mythology that grew from what was in reality a hard and rough existence remains in films and stories like "Gunfight at the OK Corral" and in the games of 'Cowboys and Indians' that we used to play as children (do kids play them any more nowadays?) It is, however, a part of American history that should be preserved as it is an important element of the great Western psyche.
Your poem eloquently evokes the transition from the cattle herds of the great Western Plains to the modern sophistication that we know today.
Well written, very imaginative. Keep writing.
Applause, love and hugs, XXX Hugh.
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Dear Hugh
I don't know if they play cowboy and indians today but I remember playing them when I was young. I was always the indian squaw and got tied up alot LOL. I enjoyed that too!!! Thank you for your wonderful comment and I hope to write more about the old west. It was a very exciting time in American History. God bless and keep well my dear special friend.
With much love and lots of hugs,
Petratani xxx.. ooo..
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great
this poem reminds of the works of rod mkuen..i saw him at the albert hall many years ago ..thanks ......peter
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Thank you for your wonderful compliment.
Hugs and love,
Petratani
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