FOLK COLLECTION 11: The Skaggs Foundation Cowboy Poetry Collection

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Hung out to dry

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John C. Dofflemyer

Iron Horses

Dulling the blade on dried yesterdays to scrape away that sticky mountain

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John C. Dofflemyer

When the redbuds come

The raw redbud time colors teh mountain cowboy dance

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John C. Dofflemyer

Upstream

Sunrise sorts the shadowed shapes through cobwebbed windows,

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John C. Dofflemyer

Stranger

Clear-cut politices cover acres with tangled wilting limbs

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John C. Dofflemyer

The Old Signs

The old signs await the angle of the sun

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John C. Dofflemyer

Statistics

The Corps calculates the statistical eventuality

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John C. Dofflemyer

The chant

Full and fat with drying Spring the cattle coast the ridgeline down

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John C. Dofflemyer

The hollow man

We are the hollow men scattered old heroes

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Upward drive

Market poised for upward drive the livestock journal reads

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Chagoopa Plateau

Where the pine twists short with knotted roots below bare Mt. Kaweah,

for W.E. DeCarteret

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The bitter trail

The nightmares penetrate the years of emply love, the booze and smoke

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Elsie, Dolly and the wild cow wreck

I could blame the boistrous strut of cowboys having fun in town

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The hired tongues

Exalting our fenceless lifestyle we gag about expending a milion dollar windfall ranching.

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John C. Dofflemyer

Hog.s head

From the wall the long grin of ivory tusks roots its feral snout at the memory of Loren's fleshy tale

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Nicks

No nicks in time nor silverbelly paradigms left. The old white horse has navicular

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John C. Dofflemyer

The Road

Runnin twenty mountain miles of trapline on asphalt at midnight

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Feeding the squirrels

Feeding ground squirrels to ravens and buzzards with a .22 rifle

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John C. Dofflemyer

After six years of dust in december

I sent the bare poles, leafless posts three Aprils back.

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John C. Dofflemyer

Trecnospos

Fallen warriors crumble a red square rock landscape for silver tanks and pipelines.

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John C. Dofflemyer

After the gathering

For the first time since Durango I relax to not long for home in these mesa shadows

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Junipers-North

Short they hug the shadow of Raid God Mesa

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Kayenta

Directed to the native waitress, the only discouraging words crack the Holiday Inn coffeeshop

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Red Mesa, AZ

At sunset we speed into the contrast of white blinding darkness from our eyes.

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Towaoc

Bingo in the mesas

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Ketchum ID

Winter grins here. Her taut cheeks are bellows for the glowing coals