FOLK COLLECTION 11: The Skaggs Foundation Cowboy Poetry Collection

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Book Title

Composer

Call #

Pages

Author

Poem Title

First Lines

Keywords

Rattle: Poetry for the 21st Century (Winter 2008)

Alan Fox

FC 11 R-36

109

Bruce Berger

Rider

Son of the rodeo circuit, he clung from kick to kick

Rattle: Poetry for the 21st Century (Winter 2008)

Alan Fox

FC 11 R-36

110

J.V. Brummels

Over the hill where rock and roll dies

So again this strawberry roan broke in two and scattered halves

Rattle: Poetry for the 21st Century (Winter 2008)

Alan Fox

FC 11 R-36

112

Joshua Dolezal

Shot with a 7mm, mistaken for a bear, he nearly bled to death

Rattle

Alan Fox

FC 11 R-36

113

Cal Freeman

Farrier

A barn cat's complaint set to the pitch of curdled milk

Rattle

Alan Fox

FC 11 R-36

114

Thea Gavin

Cottonwood Blues

In the pasture over west when cottonwood shimmer fills the air

Rattle

Alan Fox

FC 11 R-36

115

Christine Celineau

Breaking babies

Nobody breaks ranch stock the old way now,

Rattle

Alan Fox

FC 11 R-36

116

D.W. Groethe

When there's frost upon the ponies

When there's frost upon the ponies an snow drift on the ground

Ratle

Alan Fox

FC 11 R-36

117

Mark D. Hart

The calf in the pantry

At the base of cream-colored cabinets, the milk of his newborn face gazing toward the kitchen

Rattle

Alan Fox

FC 11 R-36

118

M.E. Hope

Cow Songs

I do not doubt that he loved the long-backed cows

Rattle

Alan Fox

FC 11 R-36

119

Mikhail Horowitz

Wild Bill Hacker

Back when the info highway was still a dusty trail

Rattle

Alan Fox

FC 11 R-36

121

Bil Lepp

Muscled loins and haunches

Charolais was four when she figured out that she was named for a breed of cattle

Rattle

Alan Fox

FC 11 R-36

123

Lisa Lewis

Last year, the year before hard times. I leave my two mares on pasture while I think things through

Rattle

Alan Fox

FC 11 R-36

123

Jennifer Malesich

Love letter after the fact

Out here I thought the wind would be kind to us.

Rattle

Alan Fox

FC 11 R-36

127

Al "Doc" Mehl

Fence Posts made of stone

In the heart of central Kansas near my daddy's boyhood home

Rattle

Alan Fox

FC 11 R-36

128

Luke Shuttleworth

Showdown

Sunday afternoon dust devils chase my horse down a trail

Rattle

Alan Fox

FC 11 R-36

130

Red Shuttleworth

A plastic dashboard Jesus: You kiddin?

I'd rather worm dogs for a living, she said, drunk at ten Saturday night cowgirls,

Rattle

Alan Fox

FC 11 R-36

131

Laurence Snydal

Authority

When Norman sent me for the cows I couldn't bring them in.

Rattle

Alan Fox

FC 11 R-36

132

Jeff Streeby

Sheep Kill

David, for years lost in drug-fogs, opens the throats of stunned lambs.

Rattle

Alan Fox

FC 11 R-36

133

Larry D. Thomas

Steers in summer, lowing

Against a backdrop of blue heaven and mesas hot as blacksmiths' anvils,

Rattle

Alan Fox

FC 11 R-36

134

Donald Mace Williams

Wolfe

Fat hHerefords grazed on rich brown grass. Tom Rogers watched three winters pass, then, all his ranch paid off

Rattle

Alan Fox

FC 11 R-36

155`

Paul Zarzyski

The car that brought you here still runs

It takes more gasoline and gumption to get you to Zortman, more than whimsy or wild inkling to rekindle history.

Stick horses and other stories of ranch life

FC 11 M-55

Wallace McRae

prose: stick horses; dangerous Dan Imlah; head, heart hands & health; toilet birds; all the world's a stage; commerce; teacher; Frank Parkins; census; Albert Tallbull; icing; digging Joe Beeler; red and the Indian; storyteller; buckign horse sale; cowman; Wilkie; Charlie; Lee Kimball; Mr. Colbert; a trio of cultural events; trespassing; Kaharski homestead; talking brands; Richardson's revenge; new neighbors; Henry

Rhymes & damn lies

FC 11 P-34

Mike Puhallo

Cowboy gatherings

Relax old friend, and sit a spell, we'll swap some yarns and lies. Sing some songs, and tell some poems about bad broncs and circle flies.

Rhymes & damn lies

FC 11 P-34

Mike Puhallo

The fine art of hurling defecation

It's one of those chores a fellow keeps putting off, but it lies in wait for you, until you run out of reasons

Rhymes & damn lies

FC 11 P-34

Mike Puhallo

Headin into town!

I don't know why it always snows the most, on the days I plan to go to town.