A Series-The Way the West Was Built

The poem that you are about to read is one of a series that I wrote. The Title "The Way the West was Built" should explain itself. Here is Part 1.

Part 1-The Race

The silence of the sweltering heat of the desert was broken,

Hoofs beat like thunder,

A rifle cracks out.

A cowboy comes riding furiously across the desert,

Sweat pours from his tan and weathered face,

A face that streaked with sweat and dirt,

A face that showed no emotion.

But with his jaw clenched tightly,

And his blue eyes like icy fire,

Madness and conviction shown through.

With strength he grips the worn out leather of the reins.

And pushes onward a fiery red mustang.

The mustang's hoofs pound hard upon the ground of the desert.

His tail flies wildly in the hot wind.

Across the desert they race,

Winding through cactus,

Sliding down sand drifts,

And climbing up steep cliffs.

Suddenly from behind there's a horrendous Boom!

From a black and shining pistol.

Away the cowboy rides unharmed from the shot,

Onward the enemy rides waiting for another chance.

Both cowboy and outlaw ride furiously,

Both horses hoofs beat faster,

This is The Way The West was Built.

By Rebekah

Snow!

         Everywhere whiteness. There were snowflakes a large as your thumb! Today may be cold but it is certainly beautiful. Sadly it has stopped snowing and started sleeting. But here is one of my poems about snow that I actually wrote last year.

                                                          Diamonds And Crystals 
                                              When snow clouds form in the sky above,
                                           They shower down Diamond's and Crystal's,
                                                In a beauty and glory that we all love.
                                     These Diamond's and Crystal's are sparkling snow,
                                                  That the wind whips up to and fro.
                                                     And though yes it is a bit cold,
                                                   The fun and beauty in this snow,
                                                     Is more than words can hold.

                                       The glimmer and shimmer this snow creates,
                                                           Is a child's heaven,
                                                            And a farmers fate.

                                       But every year when the weather turns cold,
                                Diamond's and Crystal's shower down from the sky,
                                            And every child and farmer will say:
                                                           "It has snowed."

                                                                                                              By Rebekah

Crazy Day On the Ranch

   Last night was very exciting! 1st when we went to feed our cows there were three cows missing, and so we had to go look for them. Then our neighbors pig got out and came to our fields and the cows did not know what it was, so the went CRAZY! Running around, jumping fences, forgetting their calves, remembering their calves and running crazy to find them, and all the while bawling and murring out their lungs. So if you can imagine 75 mama cows doing this you might get a gist of what happened. Not to mention it was dusk. Finally the cows decided that the pig was a danger so they got after it and rolled it in the dirt and it squealed with fear! It was quite a sight! Our neighbors finally came and got their pig, unharmed thank goodness, and we were glad to be rid of the pig.

                                                                                       By,     Rebekah Owens

Another Of My Poems-Rebekah

                                         In The Hands of the Land
          

In my veins flow the rivers,

In my eyes the sun glows.

Upon my ears the forest whispers,

Upon my heart the oaks grow.

With my feet the earth moves.

Through my fingers the grasses slide.

In the moonlight my hair glistens.

The stars become my guide.

The wind is there to comfort and soothe,

The daises are there to coax a smile to my lips,

And through the leaves I laugh.

I hear the wind call: "I'm Hers"

And at times I feel I own this land.

That I have the power of the river,

To twist and wind and move things as if by command.

Yet really I am helpless.

This place has me in its clutches,

Firmly, Strongly,

And it won't let me free.

To fight it would be useless,

For to pull up the roots of an oak means death to the tree,

Yet to let the oak stay firm in the clutches of the land it stays strong.

So I will not fight this land,

The land I call my home.

For to pull my heart from the soil would shatter it,

And it will leave me as shiftless as sand.

I will stay under the strong hand of the land,

And like the oak I will become strong.

Because I have found that:

I Belong To the Land

Oklahoma

By, Rebekah Owens

The Owens Family

                                                                The Owens Family

Darren And Kasha Owens

Oldest Boy Jonathan

Oldest Girl Bethany

Youngest Boy Caleb

Youngest Girl Rebekah

a little time away!

Well we had a great weekend!
The week started off like normal,then all of a sudden we decided to run up to see friend's in the N.part of the state.We enjoyed field service on Thur.,and Fri.we helped them clean a house.This was a good experience for the kids.Then we went to Eskimo Joe's! That was fun,since we had never been there.Sat.believe it or not,we had a rest day.The girls chased an armadillo! Yes,you read that right, they chased one.They also dug him out of the hole,holding on to it's tail.Sydney's dog was helping,and then finally got a hold of it and drug it out.Ken shot it.They really don't like armadillo's.They can't run their horses in the pasture.
That evening the girl's made homemade pizza's.Yummm. Next we did the watchtower and watched a movie. Wow!what a rest day!Sunday we went to the meeting and then we came home.That was exciting!
Dad had the house cleaned up,and the boy's room ready for the boy's to sleep in!They were sooo excited!! So was I! We enjoyed being back home with Daddy.

Superbowl Commercial

A rainy Saturday evening outside and a perfect time to settle down with a good book.(Which is what I've been doing.) Yet this morning, rainy or not, we went out in service and got some very good results. Tomorrow though is a day to buckle down on school.
                  I suppose most watched the Superbowl on Sunday, I didn't watch it for the game, actually I didn't really watch it at all. But I did see one commercial that I loved! You may have also seen it, it was the Dodge Ram Commercial that had the Paul Harvey speech of "So God Made a Farmer". You can see it on Youtube. It was rated the third best Superbowl commercial.

A Farmer Doin' His Job

                                                                                                        Rebekah