A friend from long ago… click on song below

Long ago as I would ride

through mountains and the glen

he would ride beside me

 keeping me company,

my old friend.

Through bad times and the good ones

he’d join me on the trail.

He must have sensed my loneliness

cause he’d show up,

just about then.

I’d see him in the distance

and his smile would soon ensue.

Though he never hugged or touched me

that he cared

I always knew.

His words were spoken softly

to each one, I listened well.

About his wild adventures,

such great stories he would tell.

But sadly, as the years went by

I’d see him less and less.

His absence brought me sadness

though I figured he knew best.

 Many years had passed on by,

 when in my mind he reappeared.

In a time of stress and darkness

his words, they reassured

and I found myself remembering

the lonely girl I used to be

and how much joy and pleasure

his company brought to me.

Then, the thought occurred,

that I was finished being alone.

For now, he had returned…

I must have called him home.

                                                 Hansi Riley 

This was about my old friend “the cowboy” in my other poem, I hope you enjoy them all

The Highwayman

riding on 2a

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The creation of ‘Just an Old Cowboy.’ and ‘A Friend From Long Ago’

One night I awoke, to my mind spinning with memories and stories of long ago.  I tried going back to sleep, but sleep wouldn’t be possible until this was down on paper.  This night opened the door to the past and my old cowboy was reborn.  

So let’s go back a some years… I’ve always been a bit of a loner, home for me was a pretty lonely place, one to escape from, when I could.   My horse and dog were my best friends and when not at school,  I was out riding my horse, his name was Diablo.  He was an adopted wild mustang, who was supposed to be trained, but was only green broke when I got him.  We grew up together and had the most wonderful bond, he was my world.  We spent many years exploring the mountains, hills and valleys near my house.  Looking back, I can see how special it all really was. I loved the raw beauty of the land, and sometimes we’d just rest by a stream  listening to the music created by the water dancing over rocks, shutting out the rest of the world.  We had so many special moments together for so many years.  There actually was another side to spending so much time in the mountains alone.  I found myself in more than just a few dangerous situations and was very blessed and lucky to get out of them unscathed.  It made me realize how alone and far from help we really were in an emergency situation, (and no, we couldn’t just call someone, cell phones hadn’t been invented yet).  Anyways, I think all those experiences along with the loneliness helped fuel my *Walter Mitty-ish imagination and was the genesis of my imaginary friend, he became a protector and riding companion of sorts. Of course he offered no protection in a real situation, but tell that to the imagination… So ‘Just an Old Cowboy” is in poem form and the first of my stories about some of our adventures.  

I hope you enjoy them and have great and wondrous adventures!

I don’t have many pictures of my horse and I together, so I posted this video with a very small part I had in a movie, that I rode my horse in, I would be a terrible actress, I was pretty pathetic, Oh well.  (=  It’s filmed at the bottom of the hills, below the mountains we would ride in.    To see the film called ‘Marijuana 1968’ go to Marijuana 1968 and scroll to reel 27:43

 I wouldn’t be surprised it it’s #1 on ”Rotten Tomatoes’, Sony Bono narrated and I think he might have been stoned, hehe 

* The Secret Life of Walter Mitty by James Thurber  https://youtu.be/KUQO1O9__d4 Walter Mitty had his own secret world, created by am extreme imagination.  I guess mine wasn’t that bad, compared to his. 

Looks like Diablo 1a

Unconditional Love!

All snuggled up

on my lap again

this white ball of fluff

my forever friend

What is she thinking

what does she see

with those little black eyespper 5a

smiling up at me

She has such patients

this little clown

so full of kindness

when I’m feeling down

This wondrous creature

had to be

sent from above

to watch over me!    Hansi Riley

She is such a wonderful companion, she is on my lap as I type this.  She’s my little cutie. (=

Life goes on and things have changed, cancer took her she’s in heaven now, I will always love and miss her, she will always be with me.

Goodbyes

Part of my heart lives far away,

in different parts of town.

It’s fun to get together

and I love the time we have.

These pieces of me

they come and go,

throughout the months and years.

Though, sometimes when they leave,

I fight some sneaky tears.

Not really cause of sadness,

as my kids go to and fro

I guess it’s cause I love them,

and just hate to see them go.

                              Hansi Riley

charlie browns goodbye