Smoking guns and tumbleweed laiden winds
the cowboys would ride day on end.
His trusty steed taking him miles
and the town whores with their lofty smiles.
The years of the cowboy have far gone
but we'll always remember when the west was won.
Hard steel and testy led
minimal meals, barely ever fed.
Gold rush came in and swept the land
of every man with a hardworking hand.
Soon after luxuries became most important
so since then real cowboys have been dormant.
Author notes
I dedicate this to my dad, he's been begging me to do an old west piece lolz
http://www.legendsofamerica.com/photos-oldwest/Poker%20in%20the%20Old%20West-500.jpg
In a list
A contest entry
- Cowboy's In 1880 by ennovy.
700 points, ended February 23, 19 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - round one (for everyone) prewrite contest ENTER ENTER ENTER (AND YES THAT MEAN'S YOU too by serenity silvermoon.
927 points, ended February 16, 1509 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
soo....whats your honest opinion?
Comments
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love this picture.......thank you for entering...novy
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In my opinion, I think your dad is right! You did a wonderful job with this, and I also love that pic you found. [I think that's me in the middle with the big stack of chips in front, lol.]
Good luck in the contest,
Brazos -
Wow, thank you for taking me on the wild west. Actually Billy the Kid was a relation of mine ironically enough. My grandfather on my mum's side was a Bonney so my great great great uncle is Billy the Kid. and love the rhyme.
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Yea cowboys
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