FOLK COLLECTION 11: The Skaggs Foundation Cowboy Poetry Collection
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The Ranch: Poems of the West
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Elliott C. Lincoln
Coulee Dwellers
Buried deep where the sage-grown ridges.
range, whirlwinds, hail, snow-capped Belts, lightning, dust
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Elliott C. Lincoln
Campfires
He made his camp where the brown ridge broke off.
Little Belts, earlier camps, pioneers, Blackfeet, Teton Sioux
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Elliott C. Lincoln
Gifts
Cloud shadows floating over sunny fields.
sunflowers, clover winds, wren, God
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Elliott C. Lincoln
Faint Heart
I sure did plan to kiss her comin' home, I ain't denyin' it.
Circle-Seven dance, hills
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Elliott C. Lincoln
The Misanthrope
A big blue fly went buzzin' in the Dark Horse Livery door.
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Elliott C. Lincoln
The Mixer
Folks say I've got the knack of makin' friends.
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Elliott C. Lincoln
Little Roads
Little roads go wandering out across the broad lands.
saddle trail, wagon track, byway
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Elliott C. Lincoln
The Range
Some men can paint in pretty, flowing words.
summer rain, sage lands
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Elliott C. Lincoln
Friends
So young we were in the Horseshoe years.
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Elliott C. Lincoln
A Sonnet Sequence
The Ranch: Poems of the West
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Elliott C. Lincoln
A Sonnet Sequence - Joe Kingsbury
See here, June, I've been thinkin' quite a while.
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Elliott C. Lincoln
A Sonnet Sequence - Sidney Fisher
I'll tell the world you're lookin' swell tonight.
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Elliott C. Lincoln
A Sonnet Sequence - Bennie Willis
You know my blue-roan colt, June? Sure you do.
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Elliott C. Lincoln
The Realist
No'm', I don't read poems much no more.
written poetry, natural poetry, God
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Elliott C. Lincoln
The Poet
There's one ol' feller always had me scared.
Henry Stubbs, naked, bareback,
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Elliott C. Lincoln
Maiden
It was growing dark in the gulches, for black clouds buried the sun.
mining town, ghost town
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Elliott C. Lincoln
The Day
I laughed with the dawn this morning.
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Elliott C. Lincoln
The Visitor
My great-great-grandmother, Phipps by name.
baby, Charity Phipps
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Elliott C. Lincoln
Evening
I have ridden in the twilight.
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Elliott C. Lincoln
The Badger Hole
He didn't try to fool himself: he knew.
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Elliott C. Lincoln
The Hailstorm
I am the hail! The hail!
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Elliott C. Lincoln
August
When the afternoon is a lazy hush.
swim
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Elliott C. Lincoln
Loss
Just for a fragment of morning we two were together.
hills, friendly banter, love
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Elliott C. Lincoln
The Indian
I found him crouching in the gray March snow.
teepee, Great Spirit, land ownership
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Elliott C. Lincoln
Chief Lame-Bear Sings
Why is the sunlight cold when it falls in the south-open door of my tepee?
Great Spirit, buffalo, war chiefs