The Discombobulated Cowboy [Poetry: Anytime…]

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