OF COURSE!!! COWBOY POEMS BY COWMAN ROB

A cowman and his poems

OF COURSE!!! COWBOY POEMS BY COWMAN ROB

Let me tell you of course, about me, a cowboy so fair,

On the range, out, with a sun-squinty eye,

My food is dirt, and that’s real.

A smile, my smile, so grand, so wide,

A touch like a breeze on the papery land,

I knew every trail and most of the passes,

Over time I’ve forgotten some.

The dirt from the land, the dust and the grit,

Scooped and sprinkled, I have many spoons.

My teeth are all broken apart.

I believe in the earth. I believe I will eat it.

I pray “God, hey it’s me, I’m your good cowboy Rob,

I’m eating all the dirt I can handle,

From your own precious earth,” I can do anything.