Ride Out Poems - Poems about Ride Out

...We are hunkered down again as we watch the land cry evacuation gathering medication pets helping others as neighbors become first responders helping others checking on elderly residents r......Read the rest...

...A child's war suddenly, there was a war people drew the curtains called " blinds" the boy had no idea what was going on only there was a fear in the air the next thing he knew, he sat in a bas......Read the rest...

...We began our day with breakfast at the Biscuit where the biscuits were almost as big as the dish… then on to Pike Place Market where they’re famous for throwing the fish. Since water plays a......Read the rest...

...I was somewhere deep in Kansas on a Triumph 69’ When your song came on the jukebox and hit me from behind I was headed for a bad place and cared for nothing much When I heard the song ‘Melissa,......Read the rest...

...I promise I would be a good girl when I go out into the world, I promise to stay out of trouble and return home in a hurry. I promised never to play in the street or walk barefoot, I promise I would ......Read the rest...

...I was somewhere deep in Kansas on a Triumph 69’ When your song came on the jukebox and hit me from behind I was headed for a bad place and cared for nothing much When I heard the song ‘Melissa,......Read the rest...

...My childhood of the 1960's, all those years ago, feels like a Saturday in my journey nostalgic. The Cowsill's song "Flower Girl," their purity of song, of smiles. A daydream streams, of runnin......Read the rest...

...Midnight darkness suddenly descended upon the city as morning peeped through the blackened sky the city waits in suspense to die. They have been working for several days battening up windows and ......Read the rest...

...I always hear the sound of guitars strumming harmonica music and cowboys humming when I feel a warm night breeze upon my face Whenever I look at a summer night sky or hear the sound of a coyot......Read the rest...

...She's up in the morning two hours before dawn has done most of her chores before the lights come on Already milked the cows and gathered up the eggs even put liniment on the horse’s sore le......Read the rest...

... vexed to gall no anchor for rancour remains no safe harbor for grudges on crutches nor bitterness born of regret's aftertaste for we agreed to differ, with our bygones forgone to move ......Read the rest...

...Show me a place where I can be in a little island far above the sea where the skies touch the hills and transmit a message to my window sill. Show me a place where I can be to touch your heart and si......Read the rest...

...If not standing on solid ground Small setbacks can be sapping Exterior cracks can compound Stress that was already flapping Daily difficulties easily expand Into a full season of suffering......Read the rest...

...III. He kept off the roads to avoid their eyes, through scrub and dry grass, onwards he did ride, skirting north of the ranch, behind a ridgeline, until he stopped to see what he could find. S......Read the rest...

...Mamma always told me “I’m the ringer to another middle finger” a drop out set to run out; born to serve coffee. Two sugars or a lump its one & the same, one day in & two nights out, the flow of......Read the rest...