willie nelson and waylon jennings
the sad cowboy story
what is my story?
i aim to find the answer
everyday
i live this old life
out west
where new brave thinkers
carve out a living
from dirt and promise
driven by tintypes
of mothers long dead
and a heart full of memories
of a life our bones know
for time eternal
i birth the images
one by one
and tell the story
the story of me
and catch the tail fin
of the old west.
xo milady
(an "outsider" in these parts)
2 comments:
Dearest Milady,
what a pity I can't open the links.
Today in old Europe we can hear the wedding bells of Ridgway are ringing! Its exciting... we are living in a small town... on Mother earth. RL's son and his pretty bride are interesting people here also.
And: doesn't run often European blood in the veins of the American People? Spanish, frensh, italian, german, english, irish, norwegian a.s.o. ...
I like to here your stories, my dear Milady. So I'm all ears... okay and eyes. Wonderful art, your paintings, all of them.
Love,
Ariane.
have been reading your words
and again
and again
so nicely put
thank you
x
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