Poetry: Anytime, Anyplace, About Anything
By, Donna M. Monnig
The Discombobulated Cowboy
Discombobulated, the cowboy
decided to ask for directions,
Who to ask? He looked around
trying to make his selection.
To say he was alone in the world
would not have been hyperbole,
For there was not another soul
as far as the eye could see.
Some local bison were partaking
of lunch, munching on prairie grass,
He tought about asking them how
to reach Rattlesnake Pass.
Some carefree squirrels were shimmying
up and down the great oak trees,
But the cowboy feared his question
would get lost on the breeze.
Some jackrabbits were out touring
the surrounding terrain,
But rabbits are so quiet,
communicating sure would be a pain.
He had no horological piece, so he
had to estimate what time it was,
At last he set up camp because his
brain was full of fuzz.
He was miles from Rattlesnake
Pass, is what he guesstimated,
He didn’t know it was in sight
behind him; he was discombobulated.
©Donna M. Monnig
Today’s NaPoWriMo prompt was to write a poem using the same word to begin and end it. Discombobulated just has such a nice ring to it.
NaPoWriMo prompt: Day 18
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