Poetry

Mark Tulin | The Beatnik Cowboy

Cowboy’s Mirage My horse died, but I keep walkingWhen will it rain?I ask the Arizona sky I pass the bone dry rivers, abandoned crops…
— Read on beatnikcowboy.com/2020/09/01/mark-tulin/

Mark Tulin
SEPTEMBER 1, 2020 ~ THE BEATNIK COWBOY


Cowboy’s Mirage

My horse died,
but I keep walking
When will it rain?
I ask the Arizona sky

I pass the bone dry rivers,
abandoned crops,
and dying cacti
that barely stand

I’m the only one left,
while others go in panic,
abandoning their homes,
ranches and cattle,
and probably their brides

As I keep walking,
the mirage is ahead of me,
the pool of glistening water
invites me to strip naked,
as I cleanse myself
of all the desert dust.

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I am an author, poet, humorist, and short story writer living in Long Beach, California. I write about various topics, from my early childhood in Philadelphia to my years as a family therapist and finally to my soul-searching in California. These are poetic narratives that may have humorous or serious content or both. Either way, I hope my poetry and stories resonate with you. My books include Magical Yogis, Uncommon Love Stories, Awkward Grace, Junkyard Souls, and Rain on Cabrillo.

5 comments on “Mark Tulin | The Beatnik Cowboy

  1. Liz Gauffreau's avatar

    Congratulations on your publication, Mark! I left you a comment on The Beanik Cowboy website. (What a great name for a lit mag!)

  2. Hope's avatar

    Great writing! Great story!

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