Buffalo Poems
My family refers to me as "Buffalo
Woman" because I have collected
buffalo art, jewelry, sculpture,
books, T-shirts and more, all my
life - and my house has lots and
lots of buffalo collectibles. I
can't resist sharing with you one of
my very favorite pieces - excerpts
from Joe Ribar's wonderful The
Book Of The Buffalo. I hope
you enjoy his poems as much I do!
Buffalo moved in last night
83 in the living room
at body temp
had to run out and buy paper plates
and plastic spoons
and do you know
I was out of hay
and had to give them
bacon and eggs
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all day long
the plains rolled on
grass after grass
buffalo eating everything
no one else was around
indians wasn't alive yet
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when I'm asleep
the buffalo
run very slow
waiting
for me
to catch up
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just beautiful
beautiful
buffalo
no V-8's
no america
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we met at the buffalo ball
I kissed her cloven hoof
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