Goddess Cowgirl (for Kathy)

goddess cowgirl (to kathy)

so here you are:

stetson angels, yoga and a country band
will hover in the corner with your dreams
be they pearly small or boulder grand.

not for blossoming alone do gardens stand.
with your ancestress and sibling too it seems
the sprites uphold your tested hands.

the western yen is on you like a brand
and yet it’s here today you cast sweet beams
for me, just like a peacock’s tail all fanned.

an hourglass with beauty for its sand
still trickles on, milk separating from the cream
arising beyond youth to goddess lands–

so there you are.

©1994 Karen Barrie