FOLK COLLECTION 11: The Skaggs Foundation Cowboy Poetry Collection
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Sensin' Somethin'
FC 11 D-19
33
John C. Dofflemyer
Room
I figger there's little left I haven't tried, the best and worst, I pack inside and what remains I might refine;
Sensin' Somethin'
FC 11 D-19
34
John C. Dofflemyer
thet strawberry nightmare
you've heard all about thet strawberry roan, thet Curley tried ridin' in story and song
Sensin' Somethin'
FC 11 D-19
37
John C. Dofflemyer
One man ride
you roll out the mornin' and you saddles ole shy, down a few cups o coffee with nobody's goodbye
Sensin' Somethin'
FC 11 D-19
38
John C. Dofflemyer
Proper poets
Nature and love seem to collide with proper poets or under hide,
Sensin' Somethin'
FC 11 D-19
39
John C. Dofflemyer
Global warmin'
They claim the methane gas that bovine's pass contributes to global warmin; what ore dinosaur emits from regular shits, musta made the jungle charmin
Sensin' Somethin'
FC 11 D-19
40
John C. Dofflemyer
To raise a calf
There's too many things you hafta do, most of which is planned for you, recordin' it all for governments, most of which don't make sense to even them.
Sensin' Somethin'
FC 11 D-19
41
John C. Dofflemyer
Missin
I miss campfires where tales trail off, coffee cups with a whiskey cough, huddled men with the front side warm or under a fly amidst the storm;
Sensin' Somethin'
FC 11 D-19
42
John C. Dofflemyer
woodpeckers
I laid my gear 'ginst a liveoak to shade me and my mount
Sensin' Somethin'
FC 11 D-19
44
John C. Dofflemyer
cords
I've cut the vas deferens in so many brandin, pens,
Sensin' Somethin'
FC 11 D-19
45
J
Brandin's
I've begun to think that brandin's might be more for men than cattle, as neighbors' brand understandin's with each mark of the red-hot metal.
Sensin' Somethin'
FC 11 D-19
46
John C. Dofflemyer
Time to go
Time to take my bedroll and pack saddles off the wall, time to find thet lonesome
Sensin' Somethin'
FC 11 D-19
47
John C. Dofflemyer
the heart
i've been in spots i've turned to prayer cussed, raised hell, wished i wasn't there and managed to survive them all with a couple of scars and no big fall
Sensin' Somethin'
FC 11 D-19
48
John C. Dofflemyer
the frog chorus
the fall and the winter weren't wet and the grass grew green but not tall it had all the signs of a sure bet that we'd be get little or no feed at all
Sensin' Somethin'
FC 11 D-19
49
John C. Dofflemyer
signs
i've looked for signs of comin' rain on dusty slopes of steep terrain and find the drought has crept inside and to my brain and through my hide
Sensin' Somethin'
FC 11 D-19
50-51
John C. Dofflemyer
in a collar
i've not much use for politics or men well-fed and full o' tricks thet make a livin' on despair; sometimes i think they really care carefully
Sensin' Somethin'
FC 11 D-19
52
John C. Dofflemyer
the spirit
i know at times i think a little too much and get sorta sad in light of the facts a chasin' down the "why's" that i can't touch not lettin' this poor ole mind of mine relax
Sensin' Somethin'
FC 11 D-19
55
John C. Dofflemyer
a l ittle pride
the tools of the trade are packed with some pride usu'lly on a good hoss that he's earned to ride and thet can stand up and watch a cow close always ready to work wherever he goes
Sensin' Somethin'
FC 11 D-19
56
John C. Dofflemyer
the choice
there's always forks in roads and trails for folks who ponder what life entails some are asphalt with faster lanes and some are dim in steep terrains
Galloping Shoes
FC 11 O-7
3-4
Will H. Ogilvie
Hymn to Diana
Dian ! Hear us when we pray
Galloping Shoes
FC 11 O-7
5-6
Will H. Ogilvie
The Game of Our Hearts
This is the game of our hearts! Foot to the stirrup! Away!
Galloping Shoes
FC 11 O-7
7-8
Will H. Ogilvie
The Opening Run
The rain-sodden grass in the ditches is dying the berries are red to the crest of the thorn
Galloping Shoes
FC 11 O-7
9-11
Will H. Ogilvie
The First Flight
While there's one on his feet with a tale to repeat and another is sampling a drink
Galloping Shoes
FC 11 O-7
12-13
Will H. Ogilvie
The Veteran
He asks no favor from the Field, no forward place demands
Galloping Shoes
FC 11 O-7
14-15
Will H. Ogilvie
The Perfect Hat
The Bowler and the Wide-awke the Topper and the Straw The Homburg and the Helmet May be hats without a flaw
Galloping Shoes
FC 11 O-7
16
Will H. Ogilvie
Tom Moody
Death had beckoned with grisly hand to the finest Whip in hunting-land