FOLK COLLECTION 11: The Skaggs Foundation Cowboy Poetry Collection
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The Medicine Keepers
FC 11 A-10
47
J.B. Allen
The End of a Long Day
Leanin' back against your bedroll; 'Fore time to hit the sack, A vacant stare on embers; The have burnt to orange and black.
The Medicine Keepers
FC 11 A-10
48
J.B. Allen
Nighthawk Notions
When the last big calf runs bawlin' to his anxious mama's side, Trailin' wisps of smoke still curlin' from his hair, You find yourself a wishin' there was one more bunch to brand; 'For ol' Cousie turns the wagon t'wards his lair.
The Medicine Keepers
FC 11 A-10
50
J.B. Allen
Winter Wonder
Hub was huntin' winter quarters and the widder needed warmth, Fer she weren't the plump young thing she once had been, So they taken up together, paid the preacher what was due, While the gossips wagged their tongues and double chins.
The Medicine Keepers
FC 11 A-10
52
J.B. Allen
Keepsakes
Leanin' 'ginst the weathered gate post while the sun was seekin' rest, Me and Mordecai was vistin', like you'll do, And I asked 'im 'bout that speckled cow with aged and crumpled horns, Fer she stuck out like a sore thumb's purple hue.
The Medicine Keepers
FC 11 A-10
54
J.B. Allen
Easin' the Path
That ol' pony stands there dozin', One ear cocked and one eye closin', He's dreamin' 'bout ol' Tuffy, Slim, or Red, Or that high-up mountain meadow; Where he grazed a summer's length, Buildin' bottom for the years of work ahead.
The Medicine Keepers
FC 11 A-10
55
J.B. Allen
Wagon Pards
Ol' Jack rode by and caught me; With that grubbin' hoe agin - I'd a give a purty penny; Not to face that on'ry grin.
The Medicine Keepers
FC 11 A-10
56
J.B. Allen
Purty Ain't Pardners
With a smidge of bakin' powder on the tip end of her nose; Or dust from ringy cattle in her hair, A feller's pardner puts to shame a blushin' rose, Fer there never was another'n quite so fair.
The Medicine Keepers
FC 11 A-10
57
J.B. Allen
Greater Love
The night guard's voice resembles some ol' bull that's got the croup; And you mind yore mama feedin' you that greasy chicken soup; When you would git to soundin' like that singin' in the night.
The Medicine Keepers
FC 11 A-10
61
J.B. Allen
The Slick
Imperative, The yearly meeting of the clan.
The Medicine Keepers
FC 11 A-10
62
J.B. Allen
Scapegoat
That ol' Dipper says it's midnight but my eyes are wide awake, Just as well git up and take a turn at guard.
The Medicine Keepers
FC 11 A-10
64
J.B. Allen
Grist
There's a place back in them hills that's sorta hid and hard to find; Where a spring of crystal water leaves the bluff and starts to wind; Down amongst the rocks and brambles to the river, miles away, And beside it stands a cabin where the chipmunks come to play.
The Medicine Keepers
FC 11 A-10
66
J.B. Allen
A Fittin' End
'Round the head of Panther Canyon in a reckless, headlong flight; Went the last of Crowbar's grand ol' Hereford cows; And a man best be a-horseback just to keep her tail in sight; As she headed for that flat best known for sows.
The Medicine Keepers
FC 11 A-10
68
J.B. Allen
The Transformation
Obsidian eyes; Set above high cheek-bones; Made more prominent; By the gauntness of the face; Reflected light from Cousie's tight-banked coals.
The Medicine Keepers
FC 11 A-10
70
J.B. Allen
A Fightin' Chance
We uz leaned back, a-restin' in cane bottom chairs, Relaxed as a lizard in March, Discussin' the stage that was two hours late; And watchin' a cactus bloom parch.
The Medicine Keepers
FC 11 A-10
72
J.B. Allen
Incentives
It had taken Frum an hour just to pack his winter grub; What with vistin' with the store-keep all the while, Storin' tales to smooth the lonesome like he'd grease a wagon hub; Fer them batchin' camps had come to be a trial.
The Medicine Keepers
FC 11 A-10
74
J.B. Allen
Boley's Christmas
Boley drank the day old coffee; As he finished off the beans; While a-cussin' pregnant heifers; And that bull's new fangles genes!
The Medicine Keepers
FC 11 A-10
76
J.B. Allen
Cost of Livin'
The glow from fiery embers played with shadows 'cross his face; While he pondered on a young' un's snide remark, Lines and scars with untold secrets lendin' credence to his words, Starin' past us at the devils in the dark.
The Medicine Keepers
FC 11 A-10
78
J.B. Allen
A Rare Treat
We was settin' on the bunkhouse steps while twilight fled the dark, Sorta takin' in the newness of the spring, When a one-eyed pickup topped the rise and coasted to the gate, Startin' questions as to who that wreck could bring.
The Medicine Keepers
FC 11 A-10
80
J.B. Allen
Luck of the Draw
We was driftin' down to Texas from them Kansas shippin' pens; With the autumn air a-nippin' at our ears, Takin' time to see the country fer we had some days to kill; When we happened on a little bunch of steers.
The Medicine Keepers
FC 11 A-10
82
J.B. Allen
Kindred Spirits
The spotted heifer missed the drive and spent the winter free; 'Though freedom's price was willow bark, then sprigs of fillaree; That fin'lly showed beneath the snow before her strength played out; And green-up brought a red bull calf to teach the mav'rick route.
The Medicine Keepers
FC 11 A-10
87
J.B. Allen
Line Camp Legacy
I see that my patchin' weren't near good enough - The roof's still a-leakin' some yet, That dishpan's near full and needin' relief - Never did learn to like bein' wet.
The Medicine Keepers
FC 11 A-10
88
J.B. Allen
Habits Die Hard
The Medicine Keepers
FC 11 A-10
90
J.B. Allen
The Patriarch
The rope that's caught a thousand head; Lies twisted on the floor; And hangin' on the wall are chaps; That now are never wore.
The Medicine Keepers
FC 11 A-10
91
J.B. Allen
Legacy
We'd see 'em purty reg'lar; On them groc'ry trips to town; And I got to meet my heroes; Follerin' Grandpa up and down.
The Medicine Keepers
FC 11 A-10
92
J.B. Allen
One Last Favor
That ol' battered pickup perched beside the leanin', weathered shack, Remindin' me of buzzards on a roost, Just waitin', sorta patient like, fer Jeb to load his stuff; And me to give the wore-out thing a boost.