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Now That I Am All Grown Up, I Can Run Away With My Cowboy. YeeHa!!

Updated on February 5, 2015

Western Delight. Run off in The Night.

Brown velvet eyes,

Brown leather boots,

Clinking of spurs as he walks.

Dust blowing wild,

As soon as he rides,

Taking me back to my roots.

EEERRRRRR! Your roots, little lady?

Has your brain failed again?

Are not your roots in Welsh Wales?

´Well, some of them are,

while others afar......

like Scotland and Ireland

for sure.´´

So brown leather boots,

and riding the range,

Where do these fit into Wales?

Brown velvet eyes depend on the man

If they´re blue and they´re kind

doesn't matter..

But the boots and aromas

of leather, don´t you

my dreams try to shatter.!


Please humour me, my passion it is,

the Wild West with Indians too,

Gun--toting guys,

chaps on their thighs,

Indian Tee--Pees

Authentic designs.

All of these things make me smile,

Must be t.v. from when I was three,

Too many Westerns, I watched.

I want to ride away,

cowboy at my side.

Guess it would help,

If I first learned to ride.



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    • Patty Kenyon profile image

      Patty Kenyon 4 years ago from Ledyard, Connecticut

      Neat Poem!!!

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      Janhorner 4 years ago

      Comedy poem running wild with imagination! We all do it! Enjoyed very much.

      Jan

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      Dim Flaxenwick 4 years ago from Great Britain

      Thank you Patty Kenyon.

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      Dim Flaxenwick 4 years ago from Great Britain

      Thank you janhorner, for taking the time to comment on my rambblings..

      Take care,

      Dim

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      mckbirdbks 4 years ago from Emerald Wells, Just off the crossroads,Texas

      The old west is a frame of mind. The right frame of mind.

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      Angela Blair 4 years ago from Central Texas

      Very, very clever poem -- and don't give up on those cowboys (they're super guys)! Best/Sis

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      Dim Flaxenwick 4 years ago from Great Britain

      Hi Angela..... Great comment. Thank you.

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      Dim Flaxenwick 4 years ago from Great Britain

      Hi mckbirdbks.........

      Glad you think so. Appreciate you commenting.

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      epigramman 4 years ago

      love your humor, wit and charm when you write these endearing words and yes I would run away on your poetic horse anyday and gallop away into the sunset with you ..... sent you a nice card on your wall dear friend - lake erie time 10:00am

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      Dim Flaxenwick 4 years ago from Great Britain

      Thank you for the compliment, but even MORE for the beautiful flowers on FB.

      Cheers Colin.

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      Ausseye 4 years ago

      Hi Wickedflax:

      A hippy you are, all done in leather

      A moment in time we all watched the same the same heather

      You in a dream of the Indian tether

      I was a warrior fighting the dread

      And you travelled it instead

      I love your aging

      It has a hip contagion

      I’m old and might bold

      To be talking to a lady not Asian

      From the old country no less

      But then I’m not Aussie

      But the leather here is all kanga

      So wailing has its occasions

      But Whaling is just not Australian

      But your western has featured in this duds life

      The arrow it flings is right to the heart

      Yes I agree the Indian stage was definitely a hippy phase

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      Dim Flaxenwick 3 years ago from Great Britain

      I adore your poetic comment.

      Thank you for making me smile.

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