All-Around Cowboy

after the rodeo
at Cottonwood Falls
we drank beer
out of my Stetson
danced on brick streets
to Bob Wills
the Texas swing
leaving my hat on
after too many longnecks
we made love
beside my old truck
like I was the last
cowboy on earth.

Haiku Sonnet: Ozark County

hands held on weathered
glades set with yellow primrose
side step cactus that

stair steps down through oak
scattered woods hidden from noon
day tourists lost and

dodging dirt road ruts
this path leads to our hidden
waterfall off that

ridge spilling into
a shaded pool reflecting
soft blooms of dogwoods

in filtered light we
scratch our names on mossy rocks