Old Cowboy Ron, well, that is me.
I never went to school.
I grew up working on a ranch,
and yet I ain't no fool.
I had to teach myself to read,
and writing was quite hard,
and though I've practiced quite a bit
I'll never be no bard.
I never tried to write a poem
‘til I had eighty turned.
I don't know naught ‘bout metaphors;
that's stuff I never learned.
Don't talk to me ‘bout similes
or that iambic stuff,
I don't know jack about that crap;
confusing, sure enough.
My words ain't polished, that's for sure.;
my grammar might be rough.
I just write what sounds good to me;
if you don't like it - - tough!
Nicely done! If people aren't happy with what you write, they can stop reading.
Don't let no bastards beat you down, Ron! It's only castles burning! Ha! In your face poetry but an authentic voice I'm thinking so far!
A masterful creation elegantly crafted in a verse with rhythmic splendour. Your diction is a complete delight. Thanks for sharing and do remain enriched.
This is a beautiful delightful poem Ron, the kind that tells a story and brings a smile to the face. Therefore unlike some poetic styles enjoyed by many. I loved your verse.
5 stars, ....even though this is not true: 'I'll never be no bard. Ron, you are and shall always remain 'no bard', pard. As for types of poems and symbolism, I don't understand that stuff either. So there! ! bri ;)
Better late than never! Love your wholesome style of writing! Awesome 5 stars!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Keep writing Cowboy...