The cock's in the meadow, the bull's on the run
the eyes have at it with seconds to come;
The widow remember, the silk of the corn
the sound of their cannons, the prick of their horn.
Pealing of bells
squirting of pellets
balls fired with zeal
Lust and balls to the heel!
Tearing of sheaths, shearing of wool
Homecoming rockets--i's riding the bull.
A contest entry
- Ride a Cowboy .... Adult Only 18+ by Riftkin.
425 points, ended October 8, 2007, 5 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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hmmm now that is just fine
and the thoughts are even better
Riftkin -
The word choices here are just simply exquisite. There is no other way to describe them. Thank you for sharing and best wishes to you. Keep that pen handy dear poet. Good luck in the contest!
♥ Touchof1der
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