FOLK COLLECTION 11: The Skaggs Foundation Cowboy Poetry Collection
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Rattlesnake Annie's Scattered Thoughts and Then Some!
FC 11 P-23
14
Linda Pishion
Mountain Capers
Mt. Hood looks kinda bla today.
Rattlesnake Annie's Scattered Thoughts and Then Some!
FC 11 P-23
43
Linda Pishion
Goodbye
When Orion shows up in the morning.
Rattlesnake Annie's Scattered Thoughts and Then Some!
FC 11 P-23
22
Linda Pishion
Chips
Guess I'll have just one.
Rattlesnake Annie's Scattered Thoughts and Then Some!
FC 11 P-23
23
Linda Pishion
Food for Thought
If cows make pies and llamas make beans.
Rattlesnake Annie's Scattered Thoughts and Then Some!
FC 11 P-23
24
Linda Pishion
Beagle
Does a beagle eat a bagel.
Rambler's Notebook: 50 Years of Scribblin': Songs & Poems from the Road
FC 11 A-16
93
Singin' Sam Agins
To Sammy
If you should ever be despondent, and nothing seems right that you do, remember that others may seek inspiration, and they may try to get it from you.
Rambler's Notebook: 50 Years of Scribblin': Songs & Poems from the Road
FC 11 A-16
96
Singin' Sam Agins
Yeah, Ma
Yeah, Ma, they just passed House Bill 504.
Cowboy Poetry: The Campfire Ain't Quite Out
Kent Stockton
FC 11 S-59
81
Kent Stockton
A Cowboy Looks at Higher Education
A cowboy made a trip to town when works was done one fall there was lots o' things he'd always dreamed to see.
Cowboy Poetry: The Campfire Ain't Quite Out
Kent Stockton
FC 11 S-59
111
Ty Stockton
O Christmas Tree
Its branches are laden with tinsel and sag under ornaments' press.
Cowboy Poetry: The Campfire Ain't Quite Out
Kent Stockton
FC 11 S-59
109
Kent Stockton
Herschel and Fern
Story retold by Kent Stockton as told by Fern, Herschel's lady friend.
Cowboy Poetry: The Campfire Ain't Quite Out
Kent Stockton
FC 11 S-59
114
Kent Stockton
A Small Spread
Cottonwoods line the riverbank an' willows crowd in patches rank along the southern limit of our land.
Cowboy Poetry: The Campfire Ain't Quite Out
Kent Stockton
FC 11 S-59
115
Kent Stockton
Chores
Seems like chores are never done from mornin' light to settin' sun.
Cowboy Poetry: The Campfire Ain't Quite Out
Kent Stockton
FC 11 S-59
117
Kent Stockton
The Impossible Woman Identified
I read a little ditty by a guy the other day 'bout what the perfect woman oughta be.
Dedicated to my perfect wife, Mary Margaret
Cowboy Poetry: The Campfire Ain't Quite Out
Kent Stockton
FC 11 S-59
119
Kent Stockton
To Our Kids
Kids are funny critters who don't play by the rules; they grow up on you while your back is turned.
Dedicated to Amy and Ty, our kids
Cowboy Poetry: The Campfire Ain't Quite Out
Kent Stockton
FC 11 S-59
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Kent Stockton
The Gift
What happened to our little babe? She grew up while we blinked our eyes years passed before we realized her childhood quickly peeled away and proudly standinghere today behold a woman, grown and wise.
To Amy and Roger, love Dad. Written for the occasion of daughter's wedding.
Cowboy Poetry: The Campfire Ain't Quite Out
Kent Stockton
FC 11 S-59
123
Kent Stockton
Generations
From tiny seed a flower grows. Genetic truth is all it knows.
Dedicated to the Humphreys--Babe, Martha, Bryan, Scott and all.
Cowboy Poetry: The Campfire Ain't Quite Out
Kent Stockton
FC 11 S-59
125
Kent Stockton
Old Friends
My friends are getting older now though it seems I'm not, somehow They're breakin' down before me right and left.
A Cowful of Cowboy Poetry
FC 11 B-43
120
Baxter Black
Dunny and the Duck
There are strange tales told in the days of old when cowboys tested their luck.
A Cowful of Cowboy Poetry
FC 11 B-43
156
Baxter Black
Duroc vs. Chardonnay
The pork producers are to be commended.
A Cowful of Cowboy Poetry
FC 11 B-43
102
Baxter Black
Fairboard
It was every fairboard's nightmare when the lightning hit the stage.
A Cowful of Cowboy Poetry
FC 11 B-43
92
Baxter Black
Feedlot Hand
Life is just a bowl of cherries to a first rate feedlot hand.
A Cowful of Cowboy Poetry
FC 11 B-43
95
Baxter Black
Feedlot Heroes
Now and then I get to thinkin' I should quit this feedlot job.
A Cowful of Cowboy Poetry
FC 11 B-43
154
Baxter Black
First Dance
I danced with another woman tonight.
A Cowful of Cowboy Poetry
FC 11 B-43
132
Baxter Black
Flynt's Trade
Me and Flynt were tradin' horses when the thought occurred to us; We could start ourselves a business.
A Cowful of Cowboy Poetry
FC 11 B-43
206
Baxter Black
Goddess of the Hunt
Diana, goddess of the hunt, stands as a Roman heroine to a long line of female hunters.