'The Wild West' Ballad

Poppy's Prompts: January Edition

By Angie the Archivist 📚🪶Published 4 months ago • 1 min read

Bullet holes circled 'round the door

Dark smoke hung thickly there

Shots rang out loudly in the street

Did anybody care?

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Women cried out, children clung tight

Gunslingers stood so still

Nobody knew why they did fight

Was it just for the thrill?

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Saloon drinkers and barmaids ducked

Chairs tipped and crashed about

Beer spilled and crept across the floor

'Twas chaos... without doubt!

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The Sheriff strode out of his house

With badge all shiny new

Right hand hovered near his pistol

Those louts would get their due!

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The 'Wild West' town had woken up

It was another day

Gold fever spread like a disease

And with it... moral decay!

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I thought I'd have a go at writing a little ballad about bullet holes for Poppy's extremely popular, now Top Story, "January Prompts".

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C. H. Richard4 months ago
I loved what you did with this prompt! Very cool little story inside the poem ❤️
Novel Allen4 months ago
Ah, watching those wild west movies. Remembering the guns on the hips. So violent, yet romantic in nature. I love your poem.
Poppy 4 months ago
I loved the vibes of this, makes me want to go watch a western movie. The ending was especially good
The Invisible Writer4 months ago
Loved your ballad. Made me think of so many wild west films.
Shirley Belk4 months ago
So well depicted!
Dharrsheena Raja Segarran4 months ago
This was so poignant and tragic. It tugged at my heartstrings. Loved your take on bullet holes!