Cowboy's Life

Cowboy's Life

A Poem by Diane Lockard
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A cowboy's life was hard - in the saddle, dawn to dusk, driving cattle across whatever terrain in front of them, grab something to eat, "catch some shut-eye." Start over the next day....

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Rugged man, suntanned face, piercing eyes,
astride his powerful horse, cattle passing by
Swirls of dust in their wake, unfortunate cowboys
masked with kerchiefs, riding drag
Moving over open Montana, long drive from Texas,
depleting grasses, spaces growing smaller
Chuck wagon loaded with vittles "makings for sourdough pancakes"
beans for the cook to work his magic
Lots of coffee, bedrolls for the men to lay down
The herd rests, some men on guard, cowboy songs
drift through the night, calming the animals.
Click of a match or sudden sound, the bovines scatter
Jump on their horses, cut them “off at the pass.”

“Keep on moving, moving, keep those doggies moving"

© 2016 Diane Lockard


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Thank you for this time taken back poem, it has a lot of familiar grown up traits with dust and kerchiefs and riding through parts of Texas

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Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Diane Lockard

9 Years Ago

Thank you for your comments, reminiscent of the Ol' West...
Hi Diane...its been a while...enjoyed your cowboy poem..i'm in the mood for pancakes all of a sudden..masterfully done...Enjoyed...Rose

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Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Diane Lockard

9 Years Ago

Thank you, Rose, it is so great to hear from you. I returned to the Cafe a while back and have been.. read more
Reminds me of many a day on the farm

This review was written for a previous version of this writing

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Diane Lockard

10 Years Ago

Thank you very much for stopping by, I have been away from the Cafe for a long time. Need to catch u.. read more
Tate Morgan

10 Years Ago

you are welcome

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Added on September 30, 2014
Last Updated on September 11, 2016
Tags: Prose, Old West, cowboys, Montana

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Diane Lockard
Diane Lockard

Moroni, UT



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Thank you, friends, for exchanging stories and poems, plus reviewing my writing. Memories of growing up in Montana - My Mother's Hands, On the Road Again about family reunions, Discover Life's Treasur.. more..

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