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Three Poems about Cowboys

The cowboy is an American icon that has been a symbol of the Old West for generations. From the wide open plains to the bustling cities, the cowboy has captured the hearts and imaginations of people all over the world.

But what is it about the cowboy that has made him such a enduring and beloved figure?

One reason is the cowboy’s rugged individualism. The cowboy is a solitary figure, often working alone on the range or driving cattle across the open plains. This independence and self-reliance is something that many people admire and aspire to.

Another reason for the cowboy’s enduring appeal is his strong sense of duty and responsibility. The cowboy is often depicted as a hardworking and dedicated individual, who is willing to take on any challenge in order to protect those around him. This sense of duty and loyalty is something that many people find admirable and inspiring.

In addition to these qualities, the cowboy is also a symbol of the American spirit of adventure. The Old West was a time of exploration and discovery, and the cowboy was at the forefront of this movement. With his courage and determination, the cowboy was able to conquer the wild frontier and help shape the America we know today.

Despite the many changes that have taken place in the country over the years, the cowboy remains an enduring and beloved figure. Whether it’s through literature, film, or popular culture, the cowboy continues to inspire and captivate people all over the world. So, the cowboy will always be remembered as an American icon.

Here are three poems that celebrate the American cowboy.

Out on the Range

Out on the range, the cowboy roamed
Riding through the wild and wide
He wore his hat and boots with pride
A true American icon, he embodied

With his trusty horse by his side
He faced the dangers of the land
From raging storms to scorching sands
He persevered through it all

With a gun by his hip and a heart full of grit
He lived the life of a true cowboy
Risking it all to tame the wild
He was a man of strength and bravery

But at the end of a long day’s ride
He would sit by the fire’s warm glow
Thinking of the adventures he’d had
And the stories he’d one day tell

For the cowboy was a legend in his own right
A symbol of the Old West
He’ll be remembered for all time
As the rugged hero of the plains

The Wyoming Cowboy

In the vast expanse of Wyoming
A lonely cowboy roamed
Riding through the endless plains
All alone, with no one to call his own

He worked the land and tamed the wild
Battling the elements, day and night
But in the quiet of the evening
His loneliness would take flight

He’d sit by the fire, lost in thought
Dreaming of a love he’d never found
But he knew he had a job to do
And so he’d rise, and roam around

Through the rolling hills and the wide open skies
He’d ride, with a heart full of pain
But he knew that he was strong
And he’d keep on riding, through sun and rain

So if you see a lonely cowboy
Out on the range in Wyoming
Don’t feel sorry for him, for he’s a man
Who’s lived a life full of glory and pride
He may be lonely, but he’s free
Roaming the land, with the mountains by his side

Hard working cowboy taking a rest

He Rises Before the Dawn

He rises before the dawn, as the stars fade away
Determined to start his day, before the sun’s first ray
He straps on his boots, and dons his hat
A hardworking cowboy, he’s ready for that

He rides out to the fields, where the cattle roam
He works through the heat, and the cold, and the rain
He toils from morning till night, without complaint
For the cowboy knows, that this is his life’s work and his fate

He’s a man of strength, and courage, and pride
He faces each challenge, with a heart full of grit
He’s a true American hero, in every sense of the word
A hardworking cowboy, who’s always preferred

So if you see a cowboy, out on the range
Take a moment to thank him, for the life he’s made
For he’s a man who’s dedicated, to the land and the livestock
A hardworking cowboy, who never quits.

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Places in Nature that Inspire Great Poetry

Nature can be a great source of inspiration for poetry writing. Here are some places in nature that may inspire great poetry:

  1. The beach: The beach is a peaceful and tranquil place that is perfect for inspiration. The sound of the waves, the feel of the sand between your toes, and the sight of the vast horizon can all inspire beautiful poetry.
  2. The mountains: The majesty and grandeur of the mountains can be a great source of inspiration for poetry. The crisp, fresh air and the stunning views can help you tap into your creativity and find inspiration for your writing.
  3. The forest: The tranquility and serenity of the forest can be a great place to find inspiration for your poetry. The sounds of the birds and the rustling of the leaves can help set the mood for your writing.
  4. The desert: The vast, open spaces of the desert can be a great source of inspiration for poetry. The stark, rugged landscape and the silence of the desert can help you focus and find inspiration for your writing.
  5. The garden: A beautiful garden can be a great place to find inspiration for your poetry. The colorful flowers, the fragrant scents, and the peaceful atmosphere can all inspire beautiful poetry.

No matter where you go in nature, there is always the potential for inspiration. Keep an open mind and pay attention to your surroundings – you never know when an idea for a poem might strike.

A Poem from the Beach

Crab on beach

The wave crashes quickly,

Pounding into the sand.

The lone crab scurries from the rushing water,

He moves sideways, in search of safety.

The water pulls him,

And he tumbles back to sea.

A wave crashes upon the beach.

He crawls over the sand.

The waves roar louder than ever.

He tries to escape.

His life is short and will soon be done.

His shell cracks,

And he becomes food for the next wave.

The crab scurries away,

Bearing the weight of fate.

A wave crashes,

Crushing his fragile shell.

He scrambles to find safety,

But there is none to be found.

His fate is sealed.

His time is up.

A Poem from the Mountains

High up on the snowy peak,

A lone climber approaches the summit.

He has been climbing the mountain for days,

Focused on one simple goal.

His pace is unwavering,

And he shows no sign of slowing.

As he reaches the top of the mountain,

He stops and looks around.

He notices a figure at his side,

A small, little girl with blonde hair.

She has been following him all the way up the mountain,

Not speaking a word, but never once complaining.

The little girl is looking at him with pleading eyes,

Her cheeks are red, she is shivering with cold.

He can see her lips trembling,

And her fingers are already turning blue.

Her feet are bare, and so is her head,

Her clothes are torn and covered in dust.

The little girl has no coat to keep out the cold,

But the climber takes pity on her and gives her his own.

He wraps the little girl in his coat,

She hides her face inside and holds him tight.

She keeps her eyes on him all the way home,

She does not stop crying even when they are finally safe.

The climber knows that she must be hungry and exhausted,

So he takes the little girl to a nearby diner and buys her a hot meal.

When the waitress asks the little girl what happened,

The little girl shows her the cut on her arm,

It’s from where she was bitten by a large insect,

But that was not her only injury; the little girl also has a wound on her leg.

She says that the climber saved her life.

He tells the waitress that he found her lying by the side of the road,

And he is taking her back to her family.

The waitress says that she must be very brave to be traveling alone through such treacherous terrain.

A Poem from the Forest

Walking the the forest

The forest is deep and dark,

When night approaches it becomes deeper and darker still.

A twisty path disappears into the shadow of the trees,

What mysteries does it hold?

This time I’m going to find out.

The forest is a place where creatures dwell,

Let’s go there together!

I’ve had a premonition that I will make a friend,

Let’s go there together!

A child who loves to play,

A woman who’s full of life.

The forest is the place where the two of us can be,

Let’s go there together!

A new world is born with each day.

A Poem from the Desert

the wind blows through the date trees

& they are bending, bending.

the palms shake like little flags.

the sand is soft & wet like a blanket

& it gets into everything.

i think it has to do with the wind,

but i am not sure.

& it is hard for me to remember

that i was once a person.

that i had a life

& that i am dead

& this is not my life.

& when i say ‘dead,’

i mean it literally.

A Poem from the Garden

 i picked an azalea flower

 that was as big as my face,

 it smelled like perfume

 and i had to keep my mouth shut

 because my mother said

 i wasn’t allowed to speak

 while she was being fitted for a corset.

 she was very fat.

 and then

 i took her picture

 and told her it would make her feel good

 and she got mad

 and told me to take her picture and stop making fun of her.

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Writing Poetry for Fun

Poetry can be many things, but it doesn’t always need to be serious. Some of the best poetry is written for fun and simple enjoyment. Often, some poetry is downright silly. 

And I think that’s awesome. So, what are some silly poems? One great example is Drowning is not so pitiful. This poem is by Emily Dickinson. It’s a very short one, but it’s one of my favorites. It’s funny, but also has a serious meaning. I love how this poem can be interpreted in so many different ways.

How can you write your own poems just for fun?

Well, there are lots of different ways to do that. You can use your imagination or create a character. It can be about anything you want. It can be as simple as a rhyming poem. It can be about a particular topic or it can be about something more abstract like emotions. Just think of the different ways you could write your own silly poems.

Let’s take a look at some examples. When I first began writing my own silly poems, I thought about a topic that I wanted to write about. For example, I decided I would write a silly poem about the colors in my room.

This is what I came up with: Red Blue Green Yellow

When I wrote this poem, I was thinking about the different colors in my room and how they made me feel. I also think this is a very funny poem, but it has a very serious meaning. The reason I say it has a serious meaning is because I think there are a lot of people who feel the same way that I do about the colors in their room. I think that most people feel better when they are surrounded by the colors that they like best. Another way to write your own silly poems is to create a character.

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A Long Time in Autumn


In the city of my dreams, in the city of my dreams.
In my dream you are mine
I will work and live for
And with everything I own
I will wait for
Your touch in the air.
Sometimes I feel like it’s 9am
And I really wanna go home
But I can’t go on
I can’t make it happen
It’s been a long time
Since I felt that way, about to make you mine
I feel so lonesome inside
I suppose I’d like to find a place to rest
I’d like to get myself to go home
Though I know it doesn’t impress you
It’s been a long time
I’m under the impression
That it’s all gonna end.

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You Can’t Deny It


You’ve grown tired of hearing what the other man says
You don’t care what the other man says
You just listen to what the other man’s saying
You can’t deny it
Can’t deny it, can’t deny it
You’re gonna have to find yourself a better way
Cause your soul’s a river, it never can get anywhere
You’re gonna have to find a better way
You know you gotta find yourself a better way
Hang out your head, I’ll be there
You haven’t lived a day without watching some movie you made
You’re gonna find yourself a better way
You think that you’re a star, but you never were
That pretty smile, that pretty smile
Don’t let your dreams slip away

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I Don’t Deserve It, Oh No


As the whale breaches the surface of the seam
I’m watching every breath you take, I can feel you losing it
When you’re out there on your own, if the only thing that you want is love
You’re the only one I can’t love, I’m so afraid of losing it
Loving people isn’t what counts, I’m so afraid of losing it
No matter how many times you’ve to flee
I’ll never let you fall, ’cause I can’t love with you right
I don’t deserve it, oh no
No matter how many times you’ve to flee
I’ll never let you fall, ’cause I can’t love with you right
I’m watching every breath you take, I can feel you losing it
When you’re out there on your own, if the only thing that you want is love