thundering hooves, black stallion
trail of music from here to there
sun shines high, glistening medallion
soft wispy clouds - tail of the mare...
feathers fall from
a wide brim hat
and...I wonder where your heart is at
take me out to the prairie lands
in vast fields the
wild bison roam
this place my spirit understands
it is here the cowboy calls home
feathers fall from
a wide brim hat
and...I wonder where
your heart is at
in an azure sky, I wonder why
our dreams alone hold us tight
summer days are drifting bye
fall approaches, under starlight
rounding up heartfelt
songs
strumming a six string guitar
ya know guns don't right wrongs
forgiveness in a
shooting star
feathers fall from
a wide brim hat
feathers fall from a
wide brim hat
and... I wonder where your heart is at
Sounds like one's home is on the range.
ReplyDeleteThat had a wonderful rhythm to it, and I can easily picture music to go with those lyrics.
Thanks Alex - the repeating lines came to me yesterday morning and then I carried it for a bit to see where it wanted to go...
DeleteWell written
ReplyDeleteZQ
Thank you!
DeleteThis is beautiful, and takes me to those wide prairie skies......I love the refrain. Very beautiful and poignant.
ReplyDeleteHi Sherry, I always appreciated your visits and words. I hope you are enjoying the last bit of summer.
DeleteYes, it does put one in mind of those old cowboy songs – but these words are far more beautiful.
ReplyDeleteThank you so much Rosemary...I don't usually write cowboy songs but, I guess the prairie winds called me.
DeleteThese are pretty cool lyrics. I could hear it out there on the prairie around a campfire. I tend to like me some wide open spaces as well. The year I lived in the woods is one of my favorite. I was so in touch with life and nature. The elements no longer bothered me when they changed. While there is a wildness out there, I think you can get in touch with nature enough that you realize things like guns dont win battles.
ReplyDeleteThanks X - I do enjoy sitting around a campfire sharing stories or just watching the dancing flames...there is a peacefulness about it, especially under a thousand twinkling stars.
DeleteThose wide open places can sure let one breath for a bit, but then you realize that you could be smelling cow umm spit? lol had to, as I've lived it haha
ReplyDeleteHaha - well I guess some open spaces might have a few different smells. My aunt used to have a farm so yeah I know that cow smell.
DeleteTruedessa, this reminds me of my childhood days when I really wanted to live the life of a 'cowboy.' There was nothing I would have enjoyed more than being out on those prairie lands under that azure sky. And...hearing that guitar in the background. I was such a fan of the Old West, and your poem brings me back again. Thank you!
ReplyDeleteHi Mary,
DeleteI am so glad it brought back fond memories of childhood dreams.
This should be set to music...its rhythm is beautiful...the images magical and the emotions so lovely.
ReplyDeletethank you Donna I am glad you feel the rhythm
DeleteForgiveness is a shooting star...I like that idea. You touched on many things I like so I felt right at home lost in your words.
ReplyDeleteI wish I may, I wish I might on the first star I see tonight...
DeleteI know guns don't right wrongs.
ReplyDeleteI know you do Blue and how are you?
Deleteout beyond the vista - cool image
ReplyDeleteyes - really good lyrical piece
Thanks Brother Ollie...
DeleteNice composition with refren from the song?
ReplyDelete"why
our dreams alone hold us tight" ~ good questions, and illusions are always better than real life, what is confusing and wrong...? ~ Nice mood to this poem, match with seasons' change...why we hold tight on summer?....
Illusions are always better than real life...that is true sometimes...but dreams give us hope that illusions may come true...
DeleteNeed to sing that with a guitar in front of a camp fire...!!!
ReplyDeleteHey, I am for that...sing sing a song...
DeleteI agree nature can bring peace...
ReplyDeleteI love the repetition of the 'chorus' it adds to the sense of wonder and dreaming...hoping for that day and feeling to come
ReplyDeleteThanks, this is one of those that just sort of gave birth..
DeleteI'm glad I'm not the only one that felt this could be a song. I felt it as I was reading over this. Could almost hear it. Someone write some accompanying music, grab that six-string guitar, and let's make this into a tune.
ReplyDeleteHa - Thanks guys...I am smiling I wonder if the music would sound the same way I hear it playing in my head.
DeleteHi Truedessa - that's an amazingly descriptive poem ... I don't know America ... but I could see similar in Africa ... as the others have said the chorus does give it that big extra ... gorgeous .. now it's bucketing with rain here I'll be able to think of your description ... cheers Hilary
ReplyDeleteHi Hilary,
DeleteIt is nice to see you...I haven't seen you around in awhile. I hope all is well.
great message in the last...ya know guns don't right wrongs
ReplyDeleteotherwise the rest of this piece speaks to experience i've had when visiting texas
gracias
I've not been to Texas ..maybe, someday I will make it there..
DeleteWhat a beautiful song and chorus - it should be set to music.
ReplyDeleteThanks Kerry...
DeleteI love this Trudessa. It makes for a beautiful song. Your choice of words meshed to create something so enchanting. Really, it transported me into the picture, which is lovely.
ReplyDeleteThanks Myrna, I was hoping the two would work well together..so glad it transported you...
Deleteso lovely.. i like that "i wonder where your heart is at".. wonderful.
ReplyDeleteI think it is a question that deserves some pondering...
DeleteThis is wonderful! And yes, I agree, I definitely can see it being put to music. Your rhyming is masterful ... and I do so enjoy rhyming done well.
ReplyDeleteI am so grateful so many could feel my words...it came from some place inside...
DeleteHi there, Trudessa... how are you, dear?
ReplyDeleteLife changes on a whim... the breath of a gust of wind... I was thinking about how this one fellow's actions affected SO many people... quite a few directly... even more indirectly...
I have meant to reply to your email... I will do so soon...
Thank you so for checking in on me...
~shoes~
My Dear Shoes,
DeleteYou are so right life changes at any moment and when we least expect it to. You are right one fellow's actions created a domino effect and who knows how far out the ripple will extend.
I am just glad you are safe...Can't have anything happen to that Pirate of mine..har...har...har...ok, I just had to...
This j as the feel of a unbroken prairie far from home.
ReplyDeleteThanks G L
DeleteSo when can we hear the music - it felt like home.
ReplyDeleteThe music is playing in my head at the moment. smiles..
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