Eight-line Poems

Howdy, Stranger

Howdy, Stranger

There are cowboys and cowboys
but much depends on you,
and which movies were joys
as through childhood you grew.

In silence you watched the deeds of Tom Mix,
then came Gene Autry whose gaze was like flint,
later the Duke was prob’ly your pick,
but for me the hero was the man they named Clint.


Line count: 8
Rhymed abab cdcd
For Express It In Eight, 05.19.22
Prompt: "My Heroes Have Always Been Cowboys.”