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Booshway |
These Mountains are My Home From the black rock country of the Columbia, across the misty mountains along the Spokan, up the Dearborn to the Missouri and the Great Falls These mountains are my home. I have traveled many miles, years, lifetimes it seems. From the Great Falls to the Grand River These mountains are my home. Across the Desolate Plains, Into the Badlands and to The Sheltered Valley I have traveled, buried companions, buried friends but all along my Spirit Soared Like the Eagle high above These Mountains are My Home Down the windswept Plains Across the Flint Hills Along the Brazos My senses long for the sweet smell of ponderosa, spruce and fir. My feet ache for the soft ground and sweet beauty of the high mountain meadows For the Mountains are my Home The old yellow horse nudges me awake, His low nicker telling me that it is time to go Together we saddle up and ride The mountain horse and I Each footstep, each day brings us closer Closer to the Great Shining Mountains The horse travels on eager Longing for the sweet mountain clover For he, like I knows The Mountains Are my Home Across the Llano Estacado we ride For we are beckoned on, We trudge on and on Across the sand and windswept plains Off in the distance we see Sangre De Christo Along with the La Plata mountains For the Mountains are My Home. The miles fall behind us like an unwanted burden Up we climb higher into the sagebrush and juniper covered mesas For the Mountains are My Home I hear the call of the Eagle My Spirit Soars,- floating high on the wind Up above the Staked Plains For the Mountains Are my Home Dan'l HickhamThis message has been edited. Last edited by: KHickam, "But I swear, a woman's breast is the hardest rock that the Almighty ever made on this earth, and I can find no sign on it." Bear Claw Chris Lapp | ||
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Booshway |
I can smell it, feel the wind, n taste it, nice, very nice took a jorney n never left the room, now thats good wrinting! | |||
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Factor |
I like that. Very fine use of blank verse, a favorite of mine. *Young guys should hang out with old guys; old guys know stuff.* | |||
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Booshway |
Very Very good...I am packing for the outdoors!! LOL "Don't Retreat, just reload" | |||
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Booshway |
Thanks glad you like it "But I swear, a woman's breast is the hardest rock that the Almighty ever made on this earth, and I can find no sign on it." Bear Claw Chris Lapp | |||
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Factor |
Mighty fine, Dan'l. I had a yellow horse once. Seemed like I was riding along with you. Fiddlesticks As long as there's Limb Bacon a man'll eat! (But mebbe not his wife...) | |||
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Booshway |
I like it. Can't write without being a thinker. I never have been much for drinking the kool-aid.It's not in my nature. | |||
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Booshway |
Thanks for all the compliments and PM's I posted another one - hope ya guys like it. "But I swear, a woman's breast is the hardest rock that the Almighty ever made on this earth, and I can find no sign on it." Bear Claw Chris Lapp | |||
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Greenhorn |
I can smell the fire,hear the horses on a foggy morning,feel the stiffness of old bones rising from a night on cold ground and the ache of pinched feet. Great job,you took me there. | |||
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Greenhorn |
I am merely agree with buckskin.It is really picturesque and notable.. horse back riding tours | |||
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Booshway |
The part about the Llano Estacado brings back lots of memories from when I was 18yrs old and rode that trail. Regards, xfox The forest is a wilderness only to those that fear it, silent only to those that hear nothing. The forest is a friend to those that dwell within its' nature and it is filled with the sounds of life to those that listen. | |||
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