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Cow crooner he calls me
as I warble Willie and Waylon
from my lightning-lit living room
to carousing caroling cows
scrambling for shelter
as thunder trumpets and throbs,
cumulus clouds circle,
wind whistles and wails,
and dandelions droop and drowse,
in a rambling rustlers' rain.
© by Sharon Waller Knutson.
Used with the author's permission.
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Sharon Waller Knutson lives in a house her husband, Albert, built out of clay from the land on a dirt road in the middle of a wildlife habitat and open range of the Arizona desert. A retired journalist, she writes poetry for readers who don’t normally read poetry. In 2014, Sharon sold her chapbook, My Grandmother Smokes Chesterfields, to winter visitors from all over the world in a café where her husband played guitar and sang country music. Her customers told her they expected her to publish a new poetry book when they returned each year so, in 2015, she published Desert Directions, about her life in the desert. In 2016, she published They Affectionately Call Her a Dinosaur, poems about her customers and other seniors in her life who started new careers, businesses, and relationships after they retired. In 2017, she published I Did it Anyway, poems about how she broke the glass ceiling in the newspaper business in the ‘60s and ‘70s, when women were typically relegated to the society pages. Many more books followed, and now Sharon maintains an entertaining blog called Storyteller Poetry Review. Sharon and Albert (now retired from his music gig) stay busy raising assorted critters and enjoying their 11 grandchildren and 6 great-grandchildren.
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Jancan:
I enjoyed this delightful, descriptive poem. Do they like Elvis! :-)
Posted 06/29/2020 06:30 PM
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Anastasia:
The alliteration is such fun, and this is a wonderful word-picture!
Posted 06/28/2020 10:12 PM
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Sharon Waller Knutson:
Thank you all for the wonderful comments. I am especially grateful because I admire and respect every one of you.
Posted 06/28/2020 09:11 PM
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Lori Levy:
Love how musical it is.
Posted 06/28/2020 08:52 PM
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joecot:
A playful perky poem for a ponderous pandemic period.
Posted 06/28/2020 01:25 PM
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paradea:
A lot packed into one sentence!! Love it!!
Posted 06/28/2020 01:02 PM
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Ronaccount:
Ten lines work hard: Crooner, warble, caroling, Cows and rustlers, and a lightning storm.
Posted 06/28/2020 09:57 AM
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michael escoubas:
Like the lilting sing-song cadence of this poem, Sharon. Quite the delight to begin the day.
Posted 06/28/2020 09:27 AM
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Larry Schug:
Nice work, cowgirl in the sand. This poem presents your way of life with humor and good nature and poetically all at once. Reading your bio, I just know it would be fun to hang around with you and Albert for a day.
Posted 06/28/2020 07:01 AM
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r1manchester:
Ms. Alliteration! and with some whimsy.
Very nice little poem, always enjoy her poems.
Posted 06/28/2020 05:35 AM
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