The cattle ranch land was so wild rugged and rough
It's the life of this cowboy to show his great pride
Through all kinds of weather they ride wild like the
Wind at round up time he was on his horse name Slide
Upon the long dusty trail over each side of the mountains
They herd all the cattle through the whispering tall trees
Often they would make quick stops at a pond to rest at
In the heat of a days work for each other to be carefree
The sun rise of morning there was a beautiful reflections in
The water of the sky above there is this rocky creek stream
There’s two coke cooling for later in the day for mid evening
Refreshing rest stop could be a visit of nature wild to be seen
Oh it’s a cowboys dream in the land of cattle country that he
Loves the wide open places of the tumble weeds of thing to do
Dress in his cowboy style of rawhide and his roping gear there’s
Fences are to be mended cattle branding and lot's hay baling too
© Johanna Fields
Wednesday, August 22, 2007
Saturday, August 18, 2007
"Season"Quote
The four season of the year bring countless blessing
from God's creation to flourish love for mother earth
(c)Johanna Fields
08/18/07
from God's creation to flourish love for mother earth
(c)Johanna Fields
08/18/07
Friday, August 17, 2007
"Summer Storm" Tanka Poem
Mid night summer storm
Angel hanging threads of lighting
Thunder down casting low
Spiral refreshing rain fall
Soaking into crackling earth
(c)Johanna Fields 08/17/07
Angel hanging threads of lighting
Thunder down casting low
Spiral refreshing rain fall
Soaking into crackling earth
(c)Johanna Fields 08/17/07
Blending Togther
Blending Together A poem is an art of creative poetry writing
About love nature and life through a poets words
Poetry can be an open book for a writer to make
rhyming lines that are welcome to be heard
Dreams are to be awaken of it’s verse’s from
the heart for their love for poetry that spirit of the soul
Darken is the pathway sometimes that leads control
Into the mind for the wonders of writer’s block of old
Through the thought to come to light like an angel
In the night flying the hopes of tomorrow
Bring magic words up on your dreamy pillow
Some poems carry tear drops and others bring sorrow.
Blending together words of line after line in form a poem
Like the sun shine in your future of the poet’s hand
The wind whispers through the tree tops so high
As you turn pages of poetry it goes into other lands. © Johanna Fields 8-16-07
About love nature and life through a poets words
Poetry can be an open book for a writer to make
rhyming lines that are welcome to be heard
Dreams are to be awaken of it’s verse’s from
the heart for their love for poetry that spirit of the soul
Darken is the pathway sometimes that leads control
Into the mind for the wonders of writer’s block of old
Through the thought to come to light like an angel
In the night flying the hopes of tomorrow
Bring magic words up on your dreamy pillow
Some poems carry tear drops and others bring sorrow.
Blending together words of line after line in form a poem
Like the sun shine in your future of the poet’s hand
The wind whispers through the tree tops so high
As you turn pages of poetry it goes into other lands. © Johanna Fields 8-16-07
Tuesday, August 14, 2007
Tuesday, August 7, 2007
Rain Haiku
Lighting echoes sky
A thunder storm whispering wind
Clouds awaken rain
(Farmer crops are in need of rain)
(c)Johanna Fields
(c)Johanna Fields
Monday, August 6, 2007
"Romantic Date" Couplet
In a frosty evening of sparkling
fallen snow flakes of pearly white
A romantic date through a lovers
scroll in the havenly moon light
(c) Johanna Fields
Sunday, August 5, 2007
Life's Memories
Memories are made can fall like shattered dreams
Setting in the corner of our busies minds
Tries to relive the past to remember few of life thing
needs to take a travel way back through time
Our road of life’s memories are always so very
welcome they fill the spirit of our hearts
Love relate to a fine memories like a wandering
Jew that’s weave in many different parts
A fruitful maize of the mind holds deep into our
soul of our great master never to be resentful
It create our righteous journey for active thoughts
as one think over the years of a life live full
(c) Johanna Fields 08/05/07
Setting in the corner of our busies minds
Tries to relive the past to remember few of life thing
needs to take a travel way back through time
Our road of life’s memories are always so very
welcome they fill the spirit of our hearts
Love relate to a fine memories like a wandering
Jew that’s weave in many different parts
A fruitful maize of the mind holds deep into our
soul of our great master never to be resentful
It create our righteous journey for active thoughts
as one think over the years of a life live full
(c) Johanna Fields 08/05/07
Friday, August 3, 2007
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