Wrong Prairie, Cowboy
snakeriver range
Wrong Prairie, Cowboy
Snakeriver Range
Listen to the trail
Down the stream
Spur a dream
Darn let it fly river wind
Bleed remorse of
Her brave magic
Sadly we can saddle
Down two ornery trees
Snort
Thief
If women reckon wander
Rattle men tell lies
Be danger
Most need her now
Yet how they dally
Fear rodeo woman
Cold winter beauty
Whirlpool winds
Vortices of saddled times
In the sweet mountain peaks
Under the bighorn sky
The wolves’ gridiron
Drink crazy I
Highfaluting through the ranch water dance
And rustic cattle
And yellowstone blades of grass
White tails give
Kitchen window headlight stares
Wrong prairie, cowboy
Know yer true heart
Live like the sweet yonder howl
The lone moon song’s for a wild fool
Tomorrow is a strange yesterday
Never go wrangle with grizzly buckaroo
That snake ride is big trouble boy
Curse you critter mountain
Drink and die high I
Bellow bull....s
Dead broke
Mindful morning
Free sky
After manure
And skunky puddles
Mudrain
Why some ghost
Did us out
Punt high kiss the sun
Poke at the devil
Prairie cowboy
Cry sore shy man
Hitch pardner pony
Ride the Montana white water gulch
Saddle unto twilight snakeriver range
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(c)6.19.2019
Photo: ndr Yellowstone National Park Old Faithful
Fridge magnetic poetry on a family vacation in Grand Teton National Park/Yellowstone National Park, Montana/Wyoming June 2019.
