Archive for August, 2011

How Far Have I Travelled? Yet, I Am Home

August 26, 2011

by JACK LOCKE
(Published in VIA destinations magazine, Aug. 2011)

How far have I travelled? Yet, I am home
Life’s short road intersects with soft pillow
No matter the where, my comfort will come.

In every city, every town there are some
I left Calgary when future grew fallow
How far have I travelled? Yet, I am home.

In every village hides conflict and crime
Allowing much poverty to follow
No matter the where, my comfort will come.

Troubles, I have only myself to blame
To cast fault is shameful and shallow
How far have I travelled? Yet, I am home.

As I search for square of blackest loam
In which to plant potatoes to swallow
No matter the where, my comfort will come.

In every ville there is harmony and rhyme
In every face there’s sunshine of Apollo
How far have I travelled? Yet, I am home,
No matter the where, my comfort will come.

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August 3, 2011

I Am A Cowboy From Hat To Boot
by Jack Locke

I am a cowboy from hat to boot
Mangy as a banjo or a range cayoot
I’m as handsome as any handsome horse
That ain’t saying much, of course.

I love to rope and I love the girls
But not the ones roped with pearls
I love the cows that lick my face
But I’ll marry but one to keep me in place.

I am a cowboy from hat to boot
Polite as a gentleman and just as astute
I’ll shoot off my mouth quick as a gun
If I see anyone hurting anyone.

I am a proud cowboy shoeing a poem,
Seeking a warm barn to call my home.