The Rodeo Bull Named Wacko by J. Douglas Hinds
Jun01

The Rodeo Bull Named Wacko by J. Douglas Hinds

Ladies and Gentlemen, Boys and Girls, Horses and Cows, Come on in and grab a seat by the campfire. It’s a stressful world out there filled with traffic, pollution, and concerns about everything the human mind can imagine. So take a few minutes and relax, smell the smoke, ride the range, and enjoy the work (or more accurately “the play”) of cowboy poet J. Douglas Hinds and professional photographer Dennis Liddell. Editor, A Peek at the...

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Ladies From the Wild Wooly West by J. Douglas Hinds
Feb01

Ladies From the Wild Wooly West by J. Douglas Hinds

Ladies From the Wild Wooly West By J. Douglas Hinds She came out of that saddle Like a startled old bird With a loud piercing scream And a four-letter word Then she finally hit ground With a sickening thud When the dust cleared away She was covered with blood I ain’t believin’ my eyes The old wrangler said As she lay there a bleeding With a gash in her head I told ya hang on Or you’re liable to fall As she got to her...

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Blanch, The Rodeo Queen
Feb01

Blanch, The Rodeo Queen

By J. Douglas Hinds   Jack and I were buddies ‘Bout as close as friends can be I hardly spoke to him He rarely spoke to me   We was ridin’ herd together On the old Conejos Spread And though we rode in silence There was plenty being said   I guess you’d call it instinct When there’s something needin’ done Like the job of cuttin’ cattle When a man and horse are one   We worked that well...

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Sudden Death by J. Douglas Hinds
Aug01

Sudden Death by J. Douglas Hinds

July 31, 2019 By J. Douglas Hinds   Fifty bucks to ride this horse The man was surely bluffin’ Dave looked at me, then at the horse Said, I ain’t ridin nothin’   Come on I said, it’s fifty bucks How tough can one horse be There ain’t no horse that I can’t ride Just wait right here and see   Who’s going to pay your hospital stay When you break your foolish neck I can ride that...

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Jim’s Ole Cowboy Hat by J. Douglas Hinds
Jun01

Jim’s Ole Cowboy Hat by J. Douglas Hinds

Jim’s Ole Cowboy Hat By J. Douglas Hinds As Published in A Peek at the Peak, December 2005   He’d rope those calves a runnin’ With their tails up in the air You could hear that lariat singin’ Out in front of his ole mare He’d lasso a calf in seconds Every throw a perfect loop An almost flawless cowboy From his hat down to his boots The gals all really loved him And we never thought it strange When he...

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