The Lonesome Rider

Trotting through the majestic land
Of cacti and tumbleweeds,
Weary from my long journey
Upon my trusty steed.
He leads to me to a gentle spring
Fresh water for us to drink,
Joshua trees that surround it
Sage, just on the brink.
It was so clean and pure
Felt good across my neck,
I dampened my bandana
To wash my face of dirty flecks.
"We shall rest here tonight
Cochise, my handsome horse",
I walk to gather wood for fire
Plotting another course.
The fire is roaring now
Sending up its fairy ash,
I yank on a piece of jerky
In the weeds, I hear a thrash.
Cochise was unsteady to the noise
Company we weren't expecting,
When I looked across the pool
I saw what was reflecting.
Two steely eyes of a wolf
Black, just as my steed,
He made no threats of entrance
He just wanted to feed.
"Hey stranger," never looking away
As I softly spoke,
"Are you as lonesome as well,"
As I swallowed down a choke.
I tore off a piece of jerky
And tossed it his way,
Never once did he spook
As he walked where it lay.
Cochise became much calmer
As the wolf came near,
I remained calm, to show
That I wouldn't show fear.
He came to lay down
By the fire to get warm,
There he layed
Never showing any harm.
The stars in the sky twinkled
As I layed down to sleep,
All was peaceful by the fire
There we layed to keep.
The sun rose from the horizon
A beautiful sunrise to see,
Waking to find the wolf
Was still with Cochise and me.
I made some coffee on the spit
And rounded up some grub,
Then I restoked the fire
With some dried up shrub.
It's as if we gained a new friend
Cochise and I knew,
As he gained our trust
Which is far and few.
I shoveled sand over the embers
And I rebridled Cochise,
Here amongst this campsite
Is where we made our peace.
I saddle up and look down
At our new found friend,
"You gonna come with us
On a trail that doesn't end?"
As Cochise and I
Slowly canter along,
I look behind us
Our new friend tags along.
We head out a trio now
Taking the dusty trails,
Another new venture
Of this lonesome riders tales.

Enjoyed this!

Thank you Susan...glad you did...sorry it was a bit long. But I just rambled today.

Bumping...I thought more would enjoy this one.

Wow honey I like this side of you!! I think this would make a great short story behind the poem...hint hint..

A different side yes...and it probably would make a nice short story.

Yes it would soo......ITYS! lol ain't I mean...

Not a mean bone in your body to me...loving ones yes.

Quite enjoyed that, very well done.

Why thank you wyatt...glad you liked it.

ITYS!

Awesome,,, As the days and months go by,, I learn more about my Brother of Poem,,, Kind, loving and so giving,, Outstanding my brother,,,

Hummmmmmmmmmmmmmm I must say my dear friend you have outdone your self. Now this one is truly a keeper not that they all are not but this one stands out by far would make a great western short story The Wandering Trio of the Plains just a thought. great write

Great write, Robert will there you have another book, while I sit and wait....

Great idea Kristi!!!

A nice tale for sure and excellent write my friend.

Thanks so much Denise....that is aww inspiring coming from you...love ya.

Kristi...that's a wonderful idea...thanks for the title....

Noden...I appreciate that...I believe I could work on it..it's been going through my mind.

Thanks Faded...glad you enjoyed it.