Musings on Life, Love, and Linguine-Poetry & Writing
Black cows look better in the shade
Your sleek long tail swatting horse flies away
Come waltz with me under a hot molten sky
I’ll wear my sexy red dress that kisses my thighs
And caress your sweet cheeks with my gentle sighs
While we bellow a bold tune to a burgeoning full moon
In this colorful peyote dream as we soar high
Skipping from sparkling star to star as we croon.
©2020 Linda Lee Lyberg
Author’s Note: I had a little fun with this. The minute I saw this image, all I could think of was the old 80’s song “Black Cars” and it stuck so I went with it.
The Sunday Muse : We’ve Got Cows And Footnotes #127
Your fun morphed into our fun ….. great poem.
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Thank you Helen!
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A little peyote and a whole lot of fun! I don’t remember the song, but if I ever had seen Gino, I would never have forgotten him!
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I know right? 😊
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This is a fun one, Linda!
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Thank you!
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A charming and totally fun poem Linda! I love it!!
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Thank you!
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“In this colorful peyote dream as we soar high” — woah, OK wasn’t expecting that! Great.
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Haha! Thank you.
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This just made me like Black cows👌🏾😃
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Haha! Thanks!
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Love what you did! And, that song has one of the best keyboard hooks ever!
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Yes!
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What a delightful bright piece. A much needed light on my Tuesday.
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Thank you Susie.
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Dancing cows are awesome. Great poem. 🙂
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Thank you !
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“Come waltz with me under a hot molten sky”
What a dreamy image!
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Thank you!
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