FOLK COLLECTION 11: The Skaggs Foundation Cowboy Poetry Collection
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Western Poetry: In this land of little rain
FC 11 M-56
48
Jane Ambrose Morton
Adrenaline Rush: The bull rider's story
I hung wiht the bull riders when I was young, then took my first ride, and the trap had been sprung.
Western Poetry: In this land of little rain
FC 11 M-56
50
Jane Ambrose Morton
All in a name
A greenhorn from an eastern state met ex-bull rider Matt, a real western cowboy dressed in blue jeans, boots, and hat.
Western Poetry: In this land of little rain
FC 11 M-56
51
Jane Ambrose Morton
Partners
For Heather and Matt, it was love at first sight, when they met at "Cowboy's" that fateful fall night.
Western Poetry: In this land of little rain
FC 11 M-56
53
Jane Ambrose Morton
Steamboat: 1894-1914: Wyoming's Iconic Bucking Bronc
From a Percheron stallion and Mexican mare, came a feisty black foal who drew first breaths of air
Western Poetry: In this land of little rain
FC 11 M-56
56
Jane Ambrose Morton
Colorado River
The Colorado River's born where peaks impale the sky, where never-summer atmosphere near wrings the storm clouds dry.
Western Poetry: In this land of little rain
FC 11 M-56
59
Jane Ambrose Morton
Cody's Christmas Present
We wanted you to have a horse; it's time you learned to ride.
Western Poetry: In this land of little rain
FC 11 M-56
61
Jane Ambrose Morton
Seein' Santa
I think that hyperthermia thing must be a setting in.
Charlie Russell painting
Western Poetry: In this land of little rain
FC 11 M-56
63
Jane Ambrose Morton
Wild horses
I've seen wild horses running free across Wyoming plains, the blacks, the bays, the roans, the duns, with flying tails and manes
Western Poetry: In this land of little rain
FC 11 M-56
66
Jane Ambrose Morton
Coloring the horses
George Armstrong Custer had an eye for color and for show
Western Poetry: In this land of little rain
FC 11 M-56
68
Jane Ambrose Morton
The men who rode with Custer Dakota Territory, May 1876
The men who rode with Custer camped Dakota's short grass plain, a few miles from Fort Lincoln where they readied for campaign.
Western Poetry: In this land of little rain
FC 11 M-56
72
Jane Ambrose Morton
The Hawk and the snake Dick's story
As I drove over Usery Pass I felt as weak as much. The sickness that enveloped me, was tough as desert bruch.
chemo
Western Poetry: In this land of little rain
FC 11 M-56
74
Jane Ambrose Morton
How cowboy poetry saved my life more of Dick's story
I went into the hospital the middle of July where I spent most the time in bed.
Western Poetry: In this land of little rain
FC 11 M-56
76
Jane Ambrose Morton
Patterns
What would I do without you, Dear?
Ballads of a small town, adventures of Logan West
FC 11 S-65
Hal Swift
not poetry
Colen H. Sweeten, Jr. information
FC 11 S-61
Funeral program, obituary, letter of support for Colen Sweeten, Jr. National Heritage Fellowship award
Florida Cowboys: Keepers of the last frontier
FC 11 W-29
Carlton Ward, Jr. Photographer
no poetry
Sagebrush, Saddles and Spurs
FC 11 T-19
2
Hamilton Teichert
Cowboy boots
If a cowboy's boots could only talk they'd say be a little more careful where you walk, keep me out of the mud and mire, don't get me so close to the brandin fire.
Sagebrush, Saddles and Spurs
FC 11 T-19
3
Hamilton Teichert
Bucking horse
When he throws down his head and humps up his middle you'd better hang tight cause he ain't aimin to fiddle.
Sagebrush, Saddles and Spurs
FC 11 T-19
4
Hamilton Teichert
Spring wonders
Majestic mountains with snowcapped peaks magnificent sky big fleecy clouds melting snow
Western Poetry: In this land of Little Rain
FC 11 M-56
77
Jane Ambrose Morton
Cowboy Poetry
The roundups, the calvings, the brandings are done, as ranchers sell out.
Western Poetry: In this land of Little Rain
FC 11 M-56
78
Jane Ambrose Morton
A Recipe for Poems or Bread
Combine ingredients, mix them well, let mixture sit, and rise a spell.
Western: In this land of Little Rain
FC 11 M-56
80
Jane Ambrose Morton
Spring of '52
Tossing pebbles at my window, you roused me from my bed.
Western Poetry: In this land of Little Rain
FC 11 M-56
82
Jane Ambrose Morton
Invaders
Invaders alien to this soil are threatening our land.
Western Poetry: In this land of Little Rain
FC 11 M-56
84
Jane Ambrose Morton
Mom's Birthday
As a child I picked sand lilies for Mom's birthday the first of May.
Western Poetry: In this land of Little Rain
FC 11 M-56
85
Jane Ambrose Morton
Mackerel Skies
We have no lakes nor rivers near, and ancient streams run dry, but ghostly fish float overhead across a sea of sky.