FOLK COLLECTION 11: The Skaggs Foundation Cowboy Poetry Collection
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The Buckskin Mare
FC 11 B-45
4
Baxter Black
Runnin' Wild Horses
The chase, the chase, the race is on.
Dry Crik Rview: Spring 1993
John C. Dofflemyer
FC 11 D-20
46
Laurel Speer
Two Of The Most Useless People In Tucson
The poet and Tonto sit atop mechanical bikes in the gym. The poet is having a bad day. "Nothing makes a difference. Sixty years in the mud playing patticake with adobe bricks."
purple eyes, smoke, spirit, fool
Dry Crik Rview: Spring 1993
John C. Dofflemyer
FC 11 D-20
45
Barbara Shirk Parish
Grandmother's Land
Hers is a land unsettled -- touched only by the sundown and the dawn; a trumpet vine unites her house with earth while fallow fields lie dreaming of the seed.
plains, stretch, imaginations, spirits, mountain
Dry Crik Rview: Spring 1993
John C. Dofflemyer
FC 11 D-20
44
Barbara Shirk Parish
Night Legacy
In the one-roomed house of the Germans the women cannot retire: they share with the men the talk of the ocean journey -- the unfinished work on the prairie;
rivers, midwives, winter, typhoid, grow old
Dry Crik Rview: Spring 1993
John C. Dofflemyer
FC 11 D-20
44
Barbara Shirk Parish
Reasons For Rain
We gather today on the doorstone as the thunderstorm begins. Grandad is speaking: "This rain is Holy Water blessing our fields and sowing its river seeds. It is an answered prayer:
German, terrible drouth, rain, pony, cattle
Dry Crik Rview: Spring 1993
John C. Dofflemyer
FC 11 D-20
43
Spence Keralis
The Rabbit Sellers
From a chicken wire cage on the bed of an old Ford, the man pulled a struggling doe. The lady patted her hands together, bovine eyes twinkling. He took her money and put it in a cigar
cab, dinner, redeemed, rabbits, smile
Missouri Cowboy Poetry
Leroy Watts
FC 11 M-46
282
Leroy Watts
Cowboy Heaven
When the sun goes down on the prairie
Dry Crik Rview: Spring 1993
John C. Dofflemyer
FC 11 D-20
42
Will Cherry
One Ride
The August full moon has dipped into September and the winds and the mornings are cold. In the pre-dawn darkness I grab a little rein and mane in my left hand an' step and swing, smoothly into the saddle.
pressure, trail, blue grouse, squirrels, winter
Voices from the Heartland: A Book of Original Poetry
FC 11 S-47
1
George J. Stucker
Coyote Tracks
I never won a lot of points.
Voices from the Heartland: A Book of Original Poetry
FC 11 S-47
3
George J. Stucker
Antique Show
The three old men sat on the porch.
Voices from the Heartland: A Book of Original Poetry
FC 11 S-47
4
George J. Stucker
The Key
With a flower, with a word, with a song.
Voices from the Heartland: A Book of Original Poetry
FC 11 S-47
4
George J. Stucker
Looking Glass
We search for answers.
Voices from the Heartland: A Book of Original Poetry
FC 11 S-47
5
George J. Stucker
Passing Through
At an Arizona cow camp.
Voices from the Heartland: A Book of Original Poetry
FC 11 S-47
6
George J. Stucker
Earth Tones
A faded book of verses.
Voices from the Heartland: A Book of Original Poetry
FC 11 S-47
7
George J. Stucker
Tomorrow's Song
You are two special people.
Voices from the Heartland: A Book of Original Poetry
FC 11 S-47
8
George J. Stucker
Magic
Youthful days are fleeting things.
Voices from the Heartland: A Book of Original Poetry
FC 11 S-47
9
George J. Stucker
Act III
Leaves of green and brown are falling.
Voices from the Heartland: A Book of Original Poetry
FC 11 S-47
10
George J. Stucker
No Bull
They called him Diablo.
Voices from the Heartland: A Book of Original Poetry
FC 11 S-47
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George J. Stucker
Old Jim
There's a body of water.
Voices from the Heartland: A Book of Original Poetry
FC 11 S-47
13
George J. Stucker
Wanderlust
The prairie was bathed in silvery light.
Voices from the Heartland: A Book of Original Poetry
FC 11 S-47
14
George J. Stucker
Words
Nearly all that we know.
Voices from the Heartland: A Book of Original Poetry
FC 11 S-47
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George J. Stucker
Chutes
The milo fields were green and new.
Voices from the Heartland: A Book of Original Poetry
FC 11 S-47
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George J. Stucker
Fools Try
The reins lay crost your lap.
Voices from the Heartland: A Book of Original Poetry
FC 11 S-47
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George J. Stucker
Night Cry
With their money all gone.
Voices from the Heartland: A Book of Original Poetry
FC 11 S-47
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George J. Stucker
Promised Land
"Was you a hero Grandpa?