FOLK COLLECTION 11: The Skaggs Foundation Cowboy Poetry Collection
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Cowboyology: The Science Of
FC 11 B-03
24
Dan Bradshaw
Some Legends Never Die
Times have changed in the Old Wild West, We do things different now.
Cowboyology: The Science Of
FC 11 B-03
26
Dan Bradshaw
Ya Just Gotta Let 'Em Buck
Just sittin' on the top rail fence; He watching the buckin' show.
Cowboyology: The Science Of
FC 11 B-03
27
Dan Bradshaw
Runnin' fer Office
Ya don't need ta read the papers; Er watch the old T.V.
Cowboyology: The Science Of
FC 11 B-03
28
Dan Bradshaw
Lost 'n' Found
Remember as a kid in school; Stuff layin' all around?
Cowboyology: The Science Of
FC 11 B-03
29
Dan Bradshaw
Miles and Years
There really ain't too much difference; Between measurin' miles and years.
Cowboyology: The Science Of
FC 11 B-03
30
Dan Bradshaw
The Best
I think each man can remember; At the end of his line, The best of everything he's had; That he must leave behind.
Cowboyology: The Science Of
FC 11 B-03
32
Dan Bradshaw
Chapped Lips
The Western sun was settin' low; When the stranger rode through town.
Cowboyology: The Science Of
FC 11 B-03
34
Dan Bradshaw
Cowboyology
When it comes ta learnin'; It's measured by degrees.
Land Circle: Writings Collected from the Land
FC 11 H-43
289
Linda M. Hasselstrom
Toast to the cowboy poet's wife from the woman rancher
After the reading, my bronco (that's a pun, folks) follows his jeep down gravel roads
Land Circle: Writings Collected from the Land
FC 11 H-43
264
Linda M. Hasselstrom
Godmother: For Christopher John on Mother's Day
On Mother's Day in an old Norwegian church with dragons crouched on teh roof, I become your godmother.
Land Circle: Writings Collected from the Land
FC 11 H-43
260
Linda M. Hasselstrom
Cheyenne River Valley at Wasta
Four mares guard four colts, laying so sprawled they might be dead.
Land Circle: Writings Collected from the Land
FC 11 H-43
238
Linda M. Hasselstrom
My last will and testament
Being of sound body and mind, I speak to you who will inherit, though you were never part of me.
Land Circle: Writings Collected from the Land
FC 11 H-43
227
Linda M. Hasselstrom
Ironing my husband's shirts
The iron puffs steam gently over the damp collar.
Land Circle: Writings Collected from the Land
FC 11 H-43
223
Linda M. Hasselstrom
The only place
The only place a woman can go to be alone is the bathroom
Land Circle: Writings Collected from the Land
FC 11 H-43
208
Linda M. Hasselstrom
The connection isn't clear
Last night Robert Evans died. I can't remember his crime.
Land Circle: Writings Collected from the Land
FC 11 H-43
202
Linda M. Hasselstrom
The glacier on Crystal Lake
I've sat in a leaky boat over the blue line for six months, anchored, staring at the glacial face
Land Circle: Writings Collected from the Land
FC 11 H-43
192
Linda M. Hasselstrom
What teh falcon said
Flat on his back, feathers bloody, surrounded by drooling cats, the young falcon hissed
Land Circle: Writings Collected from the Land
FC 11 H-43
179
Linda M. Hasselstrom
Requiem for thrity raccoons
When the dog barked last night, I ran into the dark carrying a gun; you were eating sweet blue Hopi cornn from the only three stalks I'd planted,
Custer and Other Poems
FC 11 W-02
16
Ella Wheeler Wilcox
The Undiscovered Country
Man has explored all countries and all lands,
Custer and Other Poems
FC 11 W-02
17
Ella Wheeler Wilcox
The Universal Route
As we journey along, with a laugh and a song,
Custer and Other Poems
FC 11 W-02
18
Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Earthly Pride
How baseless is the mightiest earthly pride,
Custer and Other Poems
FC 11 W-02
19
Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Unanswered Prayers
Like some school master, kind in being stern,
Custer and Other Poems
FC 11 W-02
21
Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Thanksgiving
We walk on starry fields of white
Custer and Other Poems
FC 11 W-02
23
Ella Wheeler Wilcox
A Maiden to Her Mirror
He said he loved me!
Custer and Other Poems
FC 11 W-02
24
Ella Wheeler Wilcox
The Kettle
There's many a house of grandeur,