Poetry / Buck McCoy
Buck McCoy was well known
up and down the trail
rocky buttes, desert flats
and a spring that bore his name
riding hard and punchin’ cow’s
its how he earned the fame
Buck McCoy had rode this trail
it seemed a thousand times or more
leather hands a rugged face
a cowpoke that’s for sure
a thousand head , he nosed ‘em out
onto what he called his trail
hundred miles of eatin’ dust,
every single day
fightin’ critters, shooting varmints
and hanging rustlers along the way
Bucks big right hand raises up
and begins to slow ‘em down
cattle tight, chuck wagons busy
the bedrolls hit the ground
belly’s full the cook was good
no energy for foolin’
no sleep for now,over yonder
there be mountain lions droolin’....
©SMRB
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This made me smile and for narrative light verse I think it is quite well done, I don’t have many suggestions to make except for the lack of periods, the ellipse used at the end would also be better as a period, and it needs a couple of more commas to break up hands, a rugged face; belly full, the cook..; Enjoyable read.
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