I saw him from a distance,
Galloping majestically on his horse,
As I watched awed, in a trance!
Sturdy, strong, he was fit,
He lashed out in the air, his whip,
Not to hit, herd in the cattle, instead,
As it was time for the sun to set.
Silhouetted, against the setting sun,
His cowboy hat added to the fun,
He moved about swiftly, in the farm,
King of ranch, ensured, none got harm.
cool take on the cowboy prompt...they can def strike quite the figure...i like that the intention, the firm hand, is used to protect and not to hurt....
ReplyDeletethanks Brian...yes you got it right, the message of the poem was exactly that :-)
DeleteVery nicely done! Someone who cares for his animal wards, and the strong evening light figure is the image of a cowboy we always seem to bring to mind when we think of them. Thank you so much for sharing this on the Cowboy Poetry prompt.
ReplyDeletethanks for reading @Mystic_Mom!
Deletehe surely channels his strength in the right direction... and heck yes, they make quite a good figure as well
ReplyDeletethanks Claudia!
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