And Now For Something Different!

I decided to try my hand at a little "cowboy poetry". If you don't know what that is, I'm afraid I can't help you. I don't really know either. From what I can gather, it's a very simplistic style of poetry (oh good, my favorite!), very "rhyme-y" since cowboys were largely illiterate and the rhymes helped them remember the stories, anecdotes, etc.

Anyway - I call this:

 "Ode to my Mare"

A stocky mare, buckskin or bay
With lots of heart, who will try for me

A Quarter Horse type, for all the ranchin’ I’d do

Is what I wanted, ‘til I saw you

A hardscrabble grade mare of no stock to one’s knowing

All spotted and painted with too much white showing

As I headed down the hill toward your pasture, I sighed

A waste of my time was this scrawny ride

I resigned to come closer to take a good look

Slowly lifted your fly mask as my hands shook

For all the physical traits I was hoping to see

I saw in your heart how you’d try for me

The End