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ADAM HILLIARD
Fort. Worth, Texas
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Love

A big, black baldie
brought up from Uvalde
a courtin' my cows he did go.
To my surprise
and my fences demise,
left, not right, did he blow.
Hot shot in hand,
along with my band
of cowboys and horses and such,
I chased him all over,
through coastal and clover,
my rope, not even a touch.
All day and all night
we fought the good fight
while that baldie he roamed all around.
Daybreak soon came
and with no one to blame,
he had run us each one in the ground.
Over coffee that morning,
with no kind of warning,
ol' baldie walked up and just stood.
With his heart full of pride
and a heifer at side,
it was love that had made him act good

2009, Adam Hilliard
This poem may not be reprinted or reposted without the author's written permission.

 

Walnut Springs, Tx.

It was crisp
but not cold
college girls home for Thanksgiving
cousins
nieces
and friends
with no makeup
stretched out on the couch
like sisters
in A&M t-shirts
pajama bottoms
and cowboy boots

2009, Adam Hilliard
This poem may not be reprinted or reposted without the author's written permission.

 

Adam comments, ""As far as this poem goes, the easiest thing to write about is something you can see and interact with. Family and friends together for the holidays. I couldn't think of a better subject."


This poem is also posted with other Thanksgiving poems.

 

A Young Coyote

I saw a young coyote
on a Saturday afternoon.
He was walking in the sun,
along the fenceline.
He was in no hurry
as far as I could tell.
He would go under the barbed wire
and then back again.
He would sniff at the cedar
and stop to listen to some far off sound.
He rolled on the ground
in the dirt
and in the grass.
He would run
and stop quick.
And run
and stop quick again.
I watched him through the scope of my rifle.
I watched him play
and run
and sniff
and live his life
never knowing that I was there.
Or maybe he did know.

2013, Adam Hilliard
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Adam comments, "Freedom...true freedom is the ability to live in your own time, by God's law and to fear nothing."

 


  About Adam Hilliard
                                                       
provided 2013     

I work for the United Methodist Church and own a bloodstock company (Hilliard Bloodstock).

I live in Fort Worth with my two children, Cole and Story, and our dog Eleanor.
 

 

 

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