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Re: Miscl Poems and Stories, etc.
Posted: Jun 17, 2008 at 11:59 AM
A friend sent me this its cute..

What, me worry ? Alfred E. Newman

Old Age, I decided, is a gift. I am now, probably for the first time
in my life, the person I have alway s wanted to be. Oh, not my body!
I sometime despair over my body, the wrinkles, the baggy eyes, and the
sagging butt. And often I am taken aback by that old person that I see in my mirror (who looks like my mother!), but I don't agonize
over those things for long. I would never trade my amazing friends, my wonderful life, my loving
family for less gray hair or a flatter belly. As I've aged, I've
become more kind to myself, and less critical of myself. I've become my own friend.
I don't chide myself for eating that extra cookie, or for not making
my bed, or for buying that silly cement gecko that I didn't need,
but looks so avante garde on my patio. I am entitled to a treat, to
be messy, to be extravagant! .

I have seen too many dear friends leave this world too soon; before
; they understood the great freedom that comes with aging.
Whose business is it if I choose to read or play on the computer until
4 AM and sleep until noon?

I will dance with myself to those wonderful tunes of the 60&70's, and
if I, at the same time, wish to weep over a lost love ... I will.

I will walk the beach in a swim suit that is stretched over a bulging
body, and will dive into the waves with abandon if I choose to,
despite the pitying glances from the jet set .
They, too, will get old.
I know I am sometimes forgetful. But there again, some of life is
just as well forgotten. And I eventually remember the important
Sure, over the years my heart has been broken. How can your heart
not break when you lose a loved one, or when a child suffers, or
even when somebody's beloved pet gets hit by a car? But broken
hearts are what give us strength and understanding and compassion.
A heart never broken is pristine and sterile and will never know the
joy of being imperfect.
I am so blessed to have lived long enough to have my hair turning
gray, and to have my youthful laughs be forever etched into deep
grooves on my face. So many have never laughed, and so many have
died before their hair could turn silver. As you get older, it is
easier to be positive. You care less about what other people think.
I don't question myself anymore. I've even earned the right to be
So, to answer your question, I like being old. It has set me free.
I like the person I have become. I am not going to live forever,
but while I am still here, I will not waste time lam ent ing what could
have been, or worrying about what! will b e. And I shall eat dessert
every single day. (If I feel like it)


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Re: Miscl Poems and Stories, etc.
Posted: Jul 7, 2008 at 1:00 PM
as many pics i see on here of dogs and cats--i thought a few on here might enjoy this. ya'all's posts have brought many a smile--hope this does to. God bless!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

8:00 am - Dog food! My favorite!
9:30 am - A car ride! My favorite!
9:40 am - A walk in the park! My favorite!
10:30 am Got rubbed and petted! My favorite!
11:00 am - Went to the vet. Bummer.
12:00 PM - Lunch! My favorite!
1:00 PM - Played in the yard! My favorite!
5:00 PM - Milk bones! My favorite!
7:00 PM - Got to play ball! My favorite!
8:00 PM - Wow! Watched TV with people! My favorite!
11:00 PM - Sleeping on the bed! My favorite!

Day 983 of my captivity.

My captors continue to taunt me with bizarre little dangling objects. They dine lavishly on fresh meat, while the other inmates and I are fed hash or some sort of dry nuggets. Although I make my contempt for the rations perfectly clear, I nevertheless must eat something in order to keep up my strength. The only thing that keeps me going is my dream of escape.

In an attempt to disgust them, I once again vomit on the carpet. Today I decapitated a mouse and dropped its headless body at their feet. I had hoped this would strike fear into their hearts, since it clearly demonstrates what I am capable of. However, they merely made condescending comments about what a 'good little hunter' I am. The bleeps!

There was some sort of assembly of their accomplices tonight. I was placed in solitary confinement for the duration of the event. However, I could hear the noises and smell the food. I overheard that my confinement was due to the power of ' allergies.' I must learn what this means, and how to use it to my advantage.

Today I was almost successful in an attempt to assassinate one of my tormentors by weaving around his feet as he was walking. I must try this again tomorrow - but at the top of the stairs.

I am convinced that the other prisoners here are flunkies and snitches. The dog receives special privileges. He is regularly released - and seems to be more than willing to return. He is obviously retarded. The bird has got to be an informant. I observe him communicating with the guards regularly. I am certain that he reports my every move. My captors have arranged protective custody for him in an elevated cell, so he is safe -- for now.

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Re: Miscl Poems and Stories, etc.
Posted: Jul 10, 2008 at 3:11 PM
"God made the cat in order that man might have the pleasure of caressing the lion." (Fernand Mery)
"and He made the dog so we would
always have a friend;
but, He made the horse that we might touch
heaven here on earth!" (me)

so...........find a moment, in the middle of your busy wrapping the week up, and pay attention to your heaven here on earth. you never know what the next moment brings.

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Re: Miscl Poems and Stories, etc.
Posted: Jul 13, 2008 at 3:42 PM
Cowboys with Crooked Halos

They like to dance a jig or two when Saturday night rolls ‘round...

and they might have a nip behind the barn when they come home from town.

On Sundays they might have to feed or gather up the herd.

They're just cowboys with crooked halos, Lord, but they never forget your word.

Why, cowboys will spend their last dimes to help a friend in need

and always wear broad smiles for children...

yes, they're a special breed.

They're honest and they're faithful, Lord, with a heart for Your great outdoors.

They live their lives underneath the stars...they don't ask for nothin' more.

So, remember when You see them smoke or take a drank or two...

They're just cowboys with crooked halos, Lord, but they still belong to you.

R. Atkinson
"The Texas Lawman"

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Re: Miscl Poems and Stories, etc.
Posted: Jul 20, 2008 at 9:07 PM
Here's somethin' a little different from what I usually post....

Once Upon a Dance

Once upon a dance, I held such beauty in my arms.

And as we turned around the floor, I was captured by her charms.

Her big brown eyes, her silky skin and a smile so soft and wide

Made me feel alive, again and kept me warm inside.

And as we danced, I came to see there's so much more to know

than what is on the outside, but deep inside her soul.

As I left the dance that night, my thoughts began to stream.

Was she really real at all or was she just a dream?

Now, I am no one's fool, you see, and know that there's no chance.

But, I will never forget her beauty...

Once upon a dance.

R. Atkinson aka texaslawman

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Re: Miscl Poems and Stories, etc.
Posted: Jul 22, 2008 at 10:17 AM
I was sitting on the fence one day watching my horse sunning himself in the field, and as I sat there I wrote this poem.

Meadow Dreams

In the meadow lush and green
Whispering winds speak in his dream
Visions of a time long past
Tell tell of freedom centuries last

Of open land where all could roam
And share the bounty each called home
Where Buffalo, Bear, and Beaver abound
Moved we freely upon the ground

Before the fence all built by hand
No barriers were raised above the land
Life lived in harmony with natures code
Before the rail, before the road

Awakened by a pesky fly
The sun still high in the sky
He shakes and lowers his strong arched neck
And ponders how long he slept

Jimmie Michael Anderson

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Re: Miscl Poems and Stories, etc.
Posted: Aug 6, 2008 at 9:25 PM
Wrote this one myself:


Skaddy-the red heeler
The best dog I ever had
A momma dog...she lived long
A good life and left me sad
For today I buried
The best dog I ever had

Then came Rosie the Rose dog
Stubborn and proud
late to mature
But faithful for sure
My beloved companion until that day
Bob the mule kicked her away
And today I buried
The best dog I ever had

Bocephus the castoff
Where he came from I'm still not sure
But into my heart he surely snuck
Never left me or strayed
By my side always stuck
And I watch him grow older
And start to stiffen up
Perhaps to early to start feeling sad

Cuz I'm tired of buryin'
The best dog I ever had...

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Re: Miscl Poems and Stories, etc.
Posted: Aug 14, 2008 at 11:56 PM
OMG, I just spent the last hour reading all of these touching poems. I love them. Some of them really hit home.
Here's an old cowboy quote I came across:

There are two things I like best in this world... Horses and Pretty Women.
And when I die, I want to come back as a ladies' riding saddle,
So that I can lie between the two things I like best,
Horses and Pretty Women.

Author: A Cowboy

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Re: Miscl Poems and Stories, etc.
Posted: Aug 16, 2008 at 11:21 AM

something I came across.. kinda cute..

33 Truths about Horses

1. People who don’t take care of their own horses will be the first ones to
tell you how to care for yours.
2. You should never buy a cheap girth!
3. A handsome horse who’s badly behaved will become a lot less attractive
in about 15 min.
4. People who think they have nothing more to learn about riding, hit the
ground the hardest.
5. Children and ponies are natural allies and often have identical dispositions.
6. The richest horse people often look the poorest.
7. The closeness of a horse is one of the sweetest smells in the world.
8. A solitary ride through the bush is more beneficial then six months with
the best psychiatrist.
9. The worse a person rides the more likely they are going to blame it on
the horse.
10. The best thing about going to the barn first thing in the morning is that
horses don’t care how you look.
11. If a dealer insists a horse is worth twice what he’s asking he’s usually
worth half that much.
12. The best way to appreciate how another person rides is to get on their
13. I can recognize another horse person no matter what town, city, state,
county or country I visit.
14. You can never have too many hoof picks.

15. It is not wise to argue with something that outweighs you by 1,000
16. I’d rather have a horse with a perfect mind then a perfect head.

18. If you think you have left the water on in the barn you have, if you think
you have closed the pasture gate you haven’t.
19. When someone asks you if you like their horse always say yes
20. The happiest people I know own horses, dogs, cats and at least one
deranged goat.
21. If you’re looking for the perfect horse you will never own one. (VERY
22. Owning a horse can either make a marriage or break it.
23. I’d rather lose my Chap Stick than my curb chain.
24. You shouldn’t talk about your first place ribbon to someone that came
25. If someone says that horse has a little buck, it has a BIG buck.
26. If we need rain, schedule a show.
27. I’ve never warmed up to someone that didn’t want to walk down to the
28. A clean stable and a sparkling horse are among life’s great pleasures.
29 Even given away horses can be too expensive. Especially give away
30. No matter how badly behaved you are, your horse always gives you a
second chance.
31. A more expensive horse doesn’t make a better one.
32. I can’t stand to have an empty stable.
33. Losing a horse can break your heart, but it will have been worth it

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Re: Miscl Poems and Stories, etc.
Posted: Aug 19, 2008 at 10:31 AM
Through the years, I've written various types of poetry...and it ain't always "cowboy poetry". Thought I'd throw this one out there.....

I hear her voice on the telephone and my soul is put at ease.

That soft, sweet drawl beckons me home among the tall pine trees.

She takes me back to summer days and thoughts of love's embrace

As the waters sing sweet lullabies and the winds caress my face.

With each word I drink her in like heaven's finest wine

And long to feel her soft, warm skin and turn the hands of time.

To feel, to love, to laugh again...to remember long ago

Then be reborn by her sweet voice...'tis all I want to know.

R. Atkinson aka texaslawman

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