As twilght falls they all gather round,
the campfire coals tampered down,
Cards are shuffled and dealt with care
to see who will ride Nighthawk out there.
The cattle are lowing, settling in for the night,
Ever now and then, the moon peeks out with light.
The cowboy with Nighthawk duty
will be alone with all this beauty.
His horse is his best friend now
helping him watch over the cows.
A calf darts out, then is brought back in
by his gentle slap of whip on its rearend.
Alone in the dark, he dreams his dreams
of a home somewhere he has never seen.
He's not rich with silver or gold
but his heart beats, strong and bold.
Somewhere out there, is a woman that longs
for someone like him to make her his own.
The Nighthawk rides slowly it seems,
one step behind his slow moving dreams.
When daylight comes, he'll ride in,
eat and sleep awhile, then ride out again.
It doesn't matter if they all have names,
If its your turn as Nighthawk,
you're one and the same.
One day that place of his dreams, he'll find,
with a woman who's heart is of likekind.
He'll tell his child with a loud guffaw,
of his days, riding as Nighthawk!
Author notes
Opt.#5...Trying my hand at writing something a little different, my grandfather owned a small ranch and I learned much from him.... comments will be appreciated.
A contest entry
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600 points, ended March 21, 2008, 53 entries
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I love this poem because I like cowboyw and the description of nighthawk alone and dreaming is what we all need to do more of--For without dreams,life is nothing
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Excellent write
Such history told in this write bravo -
First cowboy poem
I have read here. Some flavor of the Old West; an era that almost seems forgotten. Nice visuals
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Truly and awesome write here
I do love the country tails of the riders the men of steel who forged this country into what it is today .Bravo on this write
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Your love of the things in this piece is wonderfully envisaged in words, it's so beautifully crafted in words and form, the flow and rhythm gets one there with the essence of contentment, it's wonderfully tucked line after line, this is just a wonderful piece from the heart, hope to read more of such wonderful poetry!
My best!
Peace! Rena~
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A very good write and a thoroughly good read. It does have the odd hiccup in the flow when read aloud but is still an enthralling read for me. When young I rode with cattle on occasions. Keep it up, you are doing well.
Bob
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The emotions I tried to show in this poem was first Love of nature, animals and God..then a longing for a mate and a home, ending with the elation of having all that he had hoped for in his dreams! Those are the basics of this poem. Thank you for the comments.
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Ok, I did realize that there were many emotions, I was just making sure that you werent trying to potray one in particular. Those emotions came across very clearly. Good job
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Great poem! It flows very well. Could you please clarify what the emotion is? there are many in this poem. Good luck in the contest!
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That is a very good story line, believable and natural and I enjoyed it very much. That is all about the large herds that we see in movies. But once a man gets into that life, although it is hard, they seem loath to leave it, working under the open sky in all weathers. Well done
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Very Nice
Very well written with a very nice story line, brings out the readers feelings. Very smooth and flowing read. Very Nice!
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