Getting Away Comments
I've had enough of city life;
I had to get away,
so here I am up in the hills
on this November day.
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Excellent. I got to feel that world through your poem. Good job.
This is so wonderful Cowboy! Oh how I wish I was there with you to witness such intense beauty and spirit of nature. I miss being in the saddle in the high country. Thank you for this incredible poem.
Smoky, thanks for the comment. I'd like nothing better than to ride side by side with you up in the mountains.
What exactly do you mean when you refer to a six-point mule deer buck?
Belle, this refers to the number of points on the buck's antlers. Here in Colorado we use the Western count, which means that the buck would have 6 points on EACH of his 2 antlers. This same deer would be called a 12-point buck by the Eastern count.
Reading this poem has been a relaxing, rewarding experience. We all need to get away from the city as often as we can. You took us into the mountains with you. thanks!
Five stars I'd give it if I could, but no stars I spy above near the wood. You've had your fun upon the hill. Now head on home and take your 2 p.m. pill. And give your horse a fork of hay. You've entertained us enough today. bri ;)
Bri, your rhyme is good, but your meter is rotten. that said, you're a true friend, not to be forgotten.
Ron, I wish I was there, I'd join you! I felt I was there whilst reading it. A really beautiful poem.
Very Beautiful Cowboy I made me think of those trips up north with my family
Beautifully written, with true poetic flow! I'm really not a hinting fan, so glad you put your rifle down, and headed peacefully back home. A poem that inspires peace, so good and right, to own
I love this poem, Cowboy! Five stars and to my favorites!
Dear Belle, thanks very much. It's one of my favorites, too.
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7/18/2025 12:25:43 AM # 1.0.0
So true-to-a-ride in autumn and I can hear your horse's hooves whispering through the fallen leaves--the poem has a melancholy tone to it as if an aging cowboy is saying farewell to youth and old ways---your poems ride the high trail, my friend--and shine with a thousand stars and a fav