Cowboy Magic

…continuing the theme of Costa Rican cowboys…. an old one from the past

                                “Riders Of The Coyote Moon” by Mark Maggliori

Cowboy Magic

When they were young and handsome cowboys,

riding their spirited horses to the sea;
sometimes on full moon nights,
they sat proud and tall in their saddles,
their shirts two fluorescent moon beams.

At noon they shared a canteen
or a coke bottle of black coffee.
Their cuffs were buttoned,
wearing jeans and long sleeves;
spurs reflected in the sun,
the outrageous sheen, of their
glorious horse- backed dream.
Anyone who saw them pass,
stopped in their tracks,
turning their heads to see.

They had cowboy magic

Still electric from their hours of wrangling
the adrenaline tingling in
minds-eye and knees,
Oh! They took off hard,
squeezing their horse’s flanks
Stopping now,
in the first cool forest, shaking off the dust,
ferns and mushrooms, organic musk
damp clay earth, over- ripe fruit,
drinking fresh water from a stream
they inhaled the smells of nature’s lust.

They had cowboy magic.

Later on, swapping stories and smoke,
they clipped hibiscus flowers,
to toss at the giggling girls when they rode by,
matching their gate in long smooth strides…
“Walk out now”
passing them winks
while they trotted too close,
which made the girls laugh,
because everyone around them
turned to smile.

One wore his flower stem- down in his
top button hole,
the other pressed his, under his hat
a red-open leafy third eye.
They had to urge their horses on,
breaking into a full out lope,
the sun now almost gone,
that last ocean bordered mile.

They had cowboy magic

Karima Hoisan
July, 10, 2007
Costa Rica

*In Dominical where I lived, we had no electricity, TV, or Movies
The most interesting thing we had to watch…were the cowboys!
They were our super stars….and they knew it;)

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17 Responses to Cowboy Magic

  1. Samreen Asad says:

    Wow habeebity, MAGICAL!!! 😊✨✨ I loved your enthralling words as always, I only know a little about cowboys but here you have defined them so beautifully, magically😊❤️💝

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  2. Oh yes, they were (are) magical…Hugs habeebity, I have had cowboys on the brain the last few days:):) For us growing up, they were role models and idols:) We used to wait for them to return to town just at sunset.. If I were an artist, instead of a poet, I would have painted so many scenes.:) Shokran UmAnzar, your comment makes me so happy that you could connect to my little word-painting.,, Big HUGS and always blessings to you and yours habeebity 🙏🤗🌹🐎❤️

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    • Samreen Asad says:

      Ohh habeebity, I didn’t get the notification of your reply as it wasn’t in succession to the comment I suppose, that’s why responding soo late, apologies 🤗❤️❤️❤️🤗
      Sounds so beautiful dear ✨✨✨ You are an artist dear or to say what not🥰 I so connected as I always do, big big hugs and love to you too🥰😘❤️❤️❤️


  3. OOoooh I want some cowboy magic too!

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  4. daleinnis says:

    All the things you have seen! And felt, and written down for us. This is amazing, as ever; thank you for sharing it.

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  5. Jeff Flesch says:

    THAT is beautiful, Karima. I was riding along. Wonderful.

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  6. Delightful read. Electricity, TV, or Movies: all things we take for granted today. Though there was still always fun without them.

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  7. The cowboys were the only thing to see and the stars and the sea

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  8. Hoyt says:

    Always happy to revisit one of your lovely works. Cowboys always strike a romantic figure in our lore. You have painted it well. And who knows where those tossed hibiscus flowers and winks might lead?

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    • Smiles warmly at Hoyt, I remember this one was a favorite of yours when I performed it live…not to a country western song, but to Los Bukis from Mexico…Our cowboys danced Paso dobles, not line dancing:):)


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