Smoky Hoss Poems

A sign I found
at the edge of a desolate desert road, which read:
'Don't Bother Reading This.
Nothing More Can Be Said.'
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small in stature
yet long in sweet prose;
barely peering above unkempt weeds
beauty becomes its silent words, speaking
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I've got this old cowboy hat
It's my favorite one to wear,
It's about the only thing I own
That I'm not willing to share;
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Thinkin bout puttin down
a few words,
meant for no one certain to be heard.
Thoughts on paper
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cut the grass
mow, mow -
stop natures advance
mow, mow -
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I would've
if I could've
and should've,
but I didn't
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An old poet riding his horse at midnight
fell to the ground
when the horses leg broke badly
in a gophers hole.
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Sitting on all his years
like a hard wooden chair,
looking, motionless into the dense
woods of forgotten memories,
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Out here alone,
I, under the sun's burden, burn.
The mountains, so far flung,
barely in view, like a mirage,
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Baby, lately I been wondering
maybe I've lost my touch,
you been a chillin'...
and I'm thinking way too much -
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