Posted by: Oklahoma Sun | December 21, 2009

The Bad Lands.

The Bad Lands.


Robert V. Carr. Cowboy Lyrics, 1908.

 

BLUFFS of ochre and brown and red
In varied glory flare,
For here is the land of mystery,
Where God plays solitaire.

A gray plain and a soft mirage
In the blue haze over there,
For here is the land of lonesomeness,
Where God plays solitaire.

A mudded butte and shapes that come
And at the sunset stare,
For here is the land of forgotten pasts,
Where God plays solitaire.

A silence that dwarfs the soul of man,
Oh, the silence everywhere!
For here is the land of things unsolved,
Where God plays solitaire.

 

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