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Poem Details | by Vince Suzadail Jr. |
Categories: cowboy-western, life, love, me,

Angels and Outlaws

Come and sit here by the fire
Watch the flickering firelight
Let me touch your lips with mine
Will you keep me warm tonight

I've been here reminiscing
Just feeling kind of sad
Wondering why angels love outlaws 
And all the times we had

We've been through Hell together
Feeling the pleasure and the pain
Stood side by side against the world
In the sunshine and the rain

Outlaws live their lives on the edge
Their castles built with sand
Why angels fall in love with them
It's hard to understand

So while we're sitting by this fire
And thinking of all the times you cried
This outlaw loves his angel
I want you forever by my side.

Poem Details | by Larry Bradfield |
Categories: cute love,

She Walked Away - Make Their Jaws Drop contest

He watched her walk away that day
The tears ran down his nose
Her walk was frisky from behind
She knew just how to pose

He recalled those soft summer nights
When they would ride 'til dawn
He'd rub her shoulders gently then
'Til all the ache was gone

Then they'd stand high on mountain tops
While she would breathe the air
They'd watch the world as it rolled by
Without a single care

Then hard times came and raised their head
He was forced to sell her
He was a horse breeder, that's all -
Not a wealthy feller

May 13, 2016, for contest Make Their Jaws Drop

Poem Details | by Aundrea Methvin |
Categories: cowboy-western, love, love,

Cowboys and Angels

He knelt and prayed
He asked for a mate to help him throughout life
He asked for a friend
He beseeched for a love that would never end

What he received was more than what he had hoped for
She is stubborn beautiful kind and gentle and her fire caught his desire
She is all that he requested and more
His life will never be the same 
Especially once he changes her name 

She love him for him and nothing more
He is her friend and confidante and her mate
He is her everything

So the Cowboy and his Angel have each other
Fate was kind no more feather or fur
For now and throughout time

Poem Details | by William Robinson |
Categories: cowboy-western, husband, life, love, wedding, wife,


When someone rides the trail alone,
It's a lonely way to go, 
Without a place to hitch the heart,
And without a warm, true love to know.

But when a cowboy rides the trail
With his lady by his side,
Even when the traveling's rough,
Life's trail can be a joyful ride.

So, saddle up and hit the trail,
And may your lives be ever blessed,
As you ride along, side by side,
Toward the sunset in the west.

Poem Details | by Danielle Wise Baxter |
Categories: cowboy-western, love, me, day, me,

Cowboy Take Me Away

Cowboy take me away where rainbows hug the sun and the moon, beams watching us love Cowboy take me away to a place where the water runs up hill and we're transported to the top where it's still Cowboy take me away back to that summer day the sun set on our faces and love last forever and a day after you take me away

Poem Details | by Carma Reed |
Categories: cowboy-western, lost love, old, old,

Like wild horses, and worn out cowboy boots

Ive worn out these old cowboy boots to walk an endless plank of timeless dreams, you leave no trace except a tread mark of my broken heart.
I bare these wrinkeled scares to spare a portrait of this old town and country! I dared to go,is now a vivid memory of a playless rodeo I once had.
Moving on pass these stables of my home, knowing theres no way back I am sure to let go as I fleece with nothing but the wind of a wild horse where you were once my stallone, now just another spur on a pair of worn out cowboy boots, i am left to run free like: WILD HORSES.

Poem Details | by william martin |
Categories: cowboy-western, husband, love, marriage, sorry, wife,

Cowboys and Angles

Cowboys and angles fell in love
one day the angle loves the cowboy 
I am a angle my boyfriend is the cowboy 
forever and ever we were in love before
we got together 7 months ago 
we both have had 
a bad relationship before 
we get togther it have been 
8 months now we might fight now 
and than but it is making 
things work out when we fight 
I fell like cring but I say that 
I'm soory and make up

Poem Details | by Smail Poems |
Categories: adventure, animal, april, autumn, baby, beautiful, beauty, business, caregiving, child, childhood, cowboy-western, dad, dance, dark, death, dedication, devotion, dream, easter, education, faith, family, flower, food, happiness, happy, life, love, miracle, mystery, people, rain, science, seasons, summer, thank you, thanksgiving, tree, tribute, uplifting, work,


The pain I put in the ground.
For such a precious thing.
The family enjoys their meal.
They plant their leftover kernels.
And wait for me to tend to them.
An endless cycle in which happiness is born.

21 February 2013

Poem Details | by MoonBee Canady |
Categories: allegory, cowboy-western, daughter, family, hope, inspirational, life, love, mother, nature, nostalgia, people, seasons, socialrose, yellow,

'Yellow Rose of Texas' (Haiku # 14)

‘ Yellow Rose of Texas ’ Haiku  # 14

         A Lone Star Shone On
         A Yellow Rose of Texas
         and Bluebonnets Grown

Poem Details | by Sam Ruby |
Categories: angst, art, beautiful, beauty, boyfriend, butterfly, caregiving, childhood, computer-internet, confusion, courage, cowboy-western, dance, dark, daughter, dedication, depression, devotion, dream, funny, girl, girlfriend, goodbye, growing up, happiness, humorous, inspirational, lost, lost love, nostalgia, peace, romance, romantic, sad, song, teen, time, uplifting, women, me, love, me,


Your  love pricks me like a rose each thorn grows but no one knows Your so full of 
it as it shows so carry on now go on, go. I'm fed up with the phony and  i'm 
through with the tears, you couldn't pay me all your money to make up for those 
years. Someone help me I feel faint how could I think he was such a saint and 
worst of all I let me fall into a spiral down below. A magic called love carried 
by the dove of someone I use to know.

Poem Details | by MARGARITA VERA |
Categories: adventure, animals, childhood, daughter, death, fear, food, children, forgiveness, friendship, funny, girlfriend-boyfriend, happiness, hope, life, loss, love, mother, music, peace, romance, love,


Tainted love 
or tired love?
Smug attitudes
and weak games
Look at you!
Your such a lame!
Me cry?! Ha! Not no more!
Five point five years
What a joke?!
All you do is lie
Keep smoking your life away!
Wake up before its too late!
Before this love turns into hate!
Your too old to act this way!
Your too comfortable
You cant stay!
In my life!
In my way!
Goodbye to you!!!

Poem Details | by John Loving III |
Categories: happiness, love, me, me,

stay my valentine

won't you be my valentine
put up with me
believe my lies
hold your nose
use blind eye's
listen to me snore
all night
let me control the remote
most of the time
help me buy my toys
when i whine
and don't ever leave me
keep me from crying
be my valentine
for all time

Poem Details | by Sara Lewis |
Categories: art, cowboy-western, education, time,

Mothers Love

The kids are cry in once again,
To there needs i come again,
To help them out in there time of need,
To you i swear it gonna be just fine,
To there needs i come again,
To you I swear  always be there,
To help you in your time of need.

Poem Details | by Sara Kendrick |
Categories: cowboy-western, fantasy, love, nature

A Cowboy Is

The Vaquero

Create for me a vaquero
           With slow walk, loving rodeo
Long rides on cool high mountain trails
            Where it's wooded__love never fails
Who rides comfortable as can be
            Wrangler who understands..create for me

(Wrapped Refrain)

In honor of Tirzah Conway
A Cowboy Is contest

Poem Details | by JSLambert Mister ROBOTO |
Categories: confusion, cowboy-western, depression, forgiveness, girlfriend-boyfriend, introspection, lost love, music, passion, peace, song-sorry, sympathy, teen, visionary,

-------------------------The Soul I Sold------------

If I seem down forgive me Frowns I carry around live in me When I break you see right through me GIVE BACK THE SOUL I SOLD... The hurt I’ve learned brews in me GIVE BACK THE SOUL I SOLD... Your words so true renew me If only you'd re-design me Take time rewind refine me Recreate the mold without lies I’ve told... GIVE BACK THE SOUL I SOLD... The hurt I’ve learned brews in me GIVE BACK THE SOUL I SOLD....

Poem Details | by Davin Payne |
Categories: love, me,

the delectable treat of serendipity

I tore a collared shirt hopping a gate 
and lost a button shimmying across the peak of a roof 
just so I could cuddle in privacy
oh, life, what heights to climb just to float down kindly
on clouds or surfing crowds
the things that bring together others and fill with pleasure
the very emptyness in the sense of experiencing such realities
alone, they say we die alone, but someone told me to fear not
deep thought, carried on with a walk uphill, to find a peaceful place
before the sun showed its face
oh, life, what great fall to take 
when tripping on my very own heart strings
playing a soft melody, lulling me to focus my attention
on the things that matter, beyond simply just matter

Poem Details | by Brian Mugere |
Categories: cowboy-western, girlfriend-boyfriend, lost love,

I miss you

I miss you,
I miss the warmth
In your sheepish eyes,
That unblinking look of holiness

I miss you,
I miss the sparkle
Of that breathtaking smile
That sent my heart racing for miles.

I miss you,
I miss the honesty
On your saintly face
Always promised me an old age of caress.

I miss you,
I miss the oneness
Of our last embrace
How I wish it can resurface.

I miss you,
I miss you
I miss you
Yes, I do

Poem Details | by maggie huffman |
Categories: love, life,

to the Lovebirds, As I Know You

There's a little Dixie devil  in that 
six-foot, two-inch frame.
He blinks that wink and grins that smile...
you know him.
Mike's the name.

He loves his darlin' lady, Chris, 
and courts her with a flair.
The Basquo and the Southern gent...
a perfect, magic pair.

It's a joy to watch them dance and talk 
and flirt and fight and coo.
The Fates have given them a chance 
to build one life from two.

Whatever paths in life they choose, 
they'll travel hand in hand...
that sweet and fiery female, Chris, 
and Irish Mike, her man.

Poem Details | by kerry singleton |
Categories: cowboy-western,

Barron love

 A devils wind blew in 
 the stars covered the sky
 smoke filled the air
 not a soul to be heard
 a ghost town, full of fright 
 a wild heart on the loose 
 a gun slinger, he'll shoot
 his love is barron
 broken with an arrrow
 on an eagles wing, he fly's
 a devils wind is blowin' in 
 one mans love, barron among the crazy hearts
 he now fly's

Poem Details | by Catherine Devine |
Categories: cowboy-western, love, people, places, journey,


Canyon winds caress the soul
Grazing sheep warm the heart
Dine' children play in the creek
childish giggles that make us laugh 
With you here beside me
The journey begins
The horses nicker
breaking the silence 
Silence wraps around us, 
Mother Earth holding us to her
As we journey deeper 
Ancient drums begin to stir
Can you hear the Ancients calling?
Welcoming us to the tribal fire
Dancing in celebration of our Love 

Poem Details | by Christopher Lampton |
Categories: funny love, humor, lust, boy,

dirtbag cowboy

it smells like sex in here he said as
he walked into the bedroom
it's time to put some clothes on
we have a busy day
she only has one request 
before she can get up
a jack daniels on ice
that's what she needs
to start this thing out right
here are your panties and bra
and what was your name again?

Poem Details | by Heydon Bunting |
Categories: art, brother, cowboy-western, dedication, devotion, family, inspirational, life, love, people, song-timelove,

Ride The Snake

Thy brother, strong, straight and true,
to the core, his blood flows, fast and through.
I love him dearly, ever since his birth,
what an incredible gift from mother Earth.
Mad as a cut snake, I'd hate to cross.
You did? You C@#T! Ha Ha, your loss.
Boxer and Biker, to the very core, 
F@#$%n crazy Outlaw.
His heart is enormous, as big as Ayres Rock, 
the man is solid, no muppet could knock.
F@#k yeah! 
I love him to death,
till my last rattle of breath.
Not long now to go, 
I will see him in time, 
my brother, my brother,
dear friend of mine.

Poem Details | by Catherine Devine |
Categories: cowboy-western, death, introspection, life, love, nostalgia,

Still Here

Though you slipped
from this earth 
so long ago
nigh on twenty years
I still feel you
here beside me
Hear your voice 
within my soul 

As I walk 
behind the back chutes
at the Sonoita Rodeo
your ghost elusive
follows me 

I guess it's true
what the old ones say
about gone but 
not forgotten 

For You're still here
in heart & spirit
every melody & tune
I dance in memory
with you

(c) September 2002

Poem Details | by Davin Payne |
Categories: allegory, fantasy, light, light, love,

Through the Fog

one eye open, Light flickers through
some die smokin, boots, whickers, booze
drawls and the draw, one liners move
sunsets on set, squirt bottles make dew

tossing and a turn around, naps till noon
suns rising high, pink sky, red lips bloom
she made love with someone, i never knew
he left, I cuddled her, just two in the room

text alert, nothing hurt, a bit of bad news
my love from across the states, my true boo
long nights, and sweating shadows, only few
knives cutting deep, as I sleep, are nothing new

I rhymed in my dreams, have had a  lot to chew
murderers and lovers, both happiness and doom
running away, driving fast, whistling a tune
falling down, making sounds, morning light soon

Poem Details | by Larry Bradfield |
Categories: lost love,

Lies and Green Eyes

I saw her riding in the moonlight
She rode lonely with tears in her eyes
He'll be a memory tomorrow
But tonight she's dealin' with his lies

Her daddy had been a wand'rin' man
Mama had told her to choose with care
She fell for a cowboy with blue eyes
He told her he loved her golden hair

They planned a wedding for early June
Then a home, laughter, a child or two
She hadn't foreseen that green eyed gal
Who bed her cowboy for somethin' to do

Now she rides alone 'neath pale moonlight
And knows his memory will be sad
She'll deal with his lies and his blue eyes
And hope cowboys don't all turn out bad