Poetry

[cow pollinater]

Good one melking.
Bigfoot... touching is the word. I don't think anyone that's ever had their kid on a retired good one could read that and not have some warm and fuzzy feelings.

 

[A.Lane]

Love that one Melking.

Bigfoots poem really hits me in the heart because I gave up my old rope horse so my daughter could learn to rope and there is nothing like the feeling of seeing your favorite girl win on your favorite horse.

 

[Dave]

I have one in the works about selling my last horse and buying a quad. It isn't ready for publication yet.

 

[branguscowgirl]

Really, really nice, all of you! :clap:
Very cool to see men with a passion for writing poetry.

 

[cow pollinater]

Very cool to see men with a passion for writing poetry.

I personally don't have a passion for it. I get certain images and thoughts stuck in my head and they rattle around for awhile and come out later. If I ever got around to carrying a notepad with me and writing it down as it hits me my stuff would be a lot more passionate.
I consider it a curse. I can't NOT grab on to certain things and turn them into something in my head and once it's in my head it will show up on paper eventually :frowns: .

 

[cross_7]

Real nice Cross. ;-)

Thanks TB I appreciate it

 

[cross_7]

Cross, did you work on that one more since the last time you posted it? It was good before but it seems like it flows better than I remember. I like the artwork to.

I've changed a 100 times
I stole the art work all but the Cross 7

 

[cross_7]

Love that poem Cross. You should have it framed to hang on the wall. Do you have any others?

Nope just a one hit wonder

 

[cross_7]

Good stuff melking, cp and Bf
I really enjoy this stuff

 

[melking]

I also enjoy it, more for myself than anyone else. I really get into the situation when I am mulling one over.

 

[chrisy]

there are some good poems and rhymes there. Cross can't see yours unfortunately it just shows up deleted from photo bucket!

 

[cow pollinater]

It came to me
like poetry
in my sleep
to wash away
the dust I have worn
like halloween makeup
and germinate
long dormant
seeds of hope