FOLK COLLECTION 11: The Skaggs Foundation Cowboy Poetry Collection

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Crazy Quilt: A Patchwork of New and Collected Poems

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Elizabeth Ebert

It Takes Real Love

It takes real love to kiss a man Whose whiskers poke and scratch, Whose morning breath smells just like eggs --Last year's that didn't hatch.

Crazy Quilt: A Patchwork of New and Collected Poems

FC 11 E-21

Elizabeth Ebert

Four Letter Words

In these days of women's liberation, Some modern females across this nation Use four-letter words with ease and unction To delineate each bodily function, While I, with my cheeks a scarlet blaze, Search for some euphemistic phrase.

Crazy Quilt: A Patchwork of New and Collected Poems

FC 11 E-21

Elizabeth Ebert

Tears Are For Kids And Women

"Tears are for kids and women," he was told. "If ridin' bulls is how you aim to go You'd better learn to tought it out and grin, There ain't no cryin' time in rodeo!"

Crazy Quilt: A Patchwork of New and Collected Poems

FC 11 E-21

Elizabeth Ebert

Molly's House

Molly's way of keeping house Is different from mine, Molly has a model home, See how the windows shine. Molly's husband goes to work In ties and tailored suits. My husband runs his business here In jeans and cowboy boots.

Crazy Quilt: A Patchwork of New and Collected Poems

FC 11 E-21

Elizabeth Ebert

The Coming of Age of Billy Braddock

Young Billy Braddock was just a stray, He came riding into the ranch one day With a ragged shirt upon his back And not much more tied up in a sack, On a horse gone lame and traveling slow, Both gaunted down 'bout as far as they'd go.

Crazy Quilt: A Patchwork of New and Collected Poems

FC 11 E-21

Elizabeth Ebert

Lady In The Corral

She arises Sunday morning And off to church she goes, Dressed in the latest fashion, High heels and silken hose. She smiles and murmurs pleasantries 'Till the service starts, and then She sings a sweet soprano Comes in clear with her "Amen."

Crazy Quilt: A Patchwork of New and Collected Poems

FC 11 E-21

Elizabeth Ebert

I Want An Old-Time Christmas

Some folks go south for Christmas Where soft, warm breezes blow. Give me an old-time Christmas I want one white with snow! A hustling, bustling, busy time; A cold, clear holiday, With half a hundred things to do And guests upon their way.

Crazy Quilt: A Patchwork of New and Collected Poems

FC 11 E-21

Elizabeth Ebert

Jack of the Double J

There was a rancher whose name was Jack, He started out in a cottonwood shack With next to nothing, and he built him a herd, For he was a man as good as his word; And he branded them all with a Double J, For he was living for the day He'd marry that girl and he'd bring her there With her laughing eyes and her long, long hair.

Crazy Quilt: A Patchwork of New and Collected Poems

FC 11 E-21

Elizabeth Ebert

An Old Cowboy's Prayer

I never thought too much about Heaven, Lord, I know it must be nice 'cause You are there, But I'm afraid those angels flyin' round, All playin on their golden harps, might scare This spooky bronc of mine.

Crazy Quilt: A Patchwork of New and Collected Poems

FC 11 E-21

Elizabeth Ebert

Tomorrow's The Day

Tomorrow's the day that I will begin A diet that's promised to make me thin. And I will lose all this matronly blubber, Turn into a swinger instead of a scrubber.

Crazy Quilt: A Patchwork of New and Collected Poems

FC 11 E-21

Elizabeth Ebert

Adult Education

I'm enrolling in all kinds of classes this year, Putting food in my brain, not my lips. A new kind of diet, I thought I would try it And broaden my mind, not my hips.

Crazy Quilt: A Patchwork of New and Collected Poems

FC 11 E-21

Elizabeth Ebert

Balld Of The Pasture Gate

My husband claims that pasture fence Should have both strength and summetry, With barbed wires stretched so tightly that Maestros could play a symphony Upon them with a fiddle bow If they were ever thus inclined, It's one of his obsessions, and I must say that I don't mind.

Crazy Quilt: A Patchwork of New and Collected Poems

FC 11 E-21

Elizabeth Ebert

Spring Thaw

I noticed just this morning There's a difference in the air. Can't quite put my finger on it But I know that it is there. Wind is blowing, brisk, as usual, Weatherman's predicting snow, Yet I sense a subtle changing, Soft, unspoken, and I know.

Crazy Quilt: A Patchwork of New and Collected Poems

FC 11 E-21

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Elizabeth Ebert

Old John

They'd always lived there in that same old place. They had no kids, least none I ever knew. She was a quiet young woman, strong, yet shy, But Old John always talked enough for two. All bluff and bluster, so it seemed to me, With every word he said aimed to deride. All through my growing years I wondered why She still remained there, patient at his side.

Crazy Quilt: A Patchwork of New and Collected Poems

FC 11 E-21

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Elizabeth Ebert

Summerfallow

Today I drive a chariot down the field A hundred eager horse breathing fire And I, a Phaeton, urging them on.

Crazy Quilt: A Patchwork of New and Collected Poems

FC 11 E-21

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Elizabeth Ebert

The Trip

My husband says "If you still wish We'll start that trip today But if we're going to go at all We must leave right away." He does not need to ask me twice, Into the shower I climb, I bathe and brush and comb and dress In Guinness-record time.

Crazy Quilt: A Patchwork of New and Collected Poems

FC 11 E-21

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Elizabeth Ebert

Ode to Tofu

The gentle cows upon our plains Who feed upon the grass, And then, in turn, expel methane In manner somewhat crass, Are being blamed for making Our atmosphere less dense. They say someday we'll die because Of bovine flatulence.

Crazy Quilt: A Patchwork of New and Collected Poems

FC 11 E-21

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Elizabeth Ebert

"Where Have All The Cowboys Gone----"

You've heard of spotted owls And those animals and fowls Who are struggling with a loss of habitat. And in all the news I read Cowbys are a dying breed For a reason mighty similar to that.

Crazy Quilt: A Patchwork of New and Collected Poems

FC 11 E-21

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Elizabeth Ebert

Crazy Quilt

This battered quilt we carry in our car Is like a fabric mirror of our lives. This blue's the color of the suit I wore The day that we were married. The skirt was narrow and was split up front About as high as decency allowed.

Crazy Quilt: A Patchwork of New and Collected Poems

FC 11 E-21

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Elizabeth Ebert

First Robin

I saw a robin yesterday! With feathers ruffled 'gainst the blow He lit upon my windswept lawn, Then tiptoed carefully through the snow.

Crazy Quilt: A Patchwork of New and Collected Poems

FC 11 E-21

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Elizabeth Ebert

Moving The Bulls

Grandpa was crowding eighty, A really tough old soul, And his favorite horse was Beauty, A mare as black as coal. A snaky, sneaky critter, She was most deceitful, and It sure made Grandpa's morning When she'd dump the hired hand.

Crazy Quilt: A Patchwork of New and Collected Poems

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Elizabeth Ebert

Free Verse--Untitled

Somehow I always envisioned that my life would be different after I passed seventy. I would sit sedately in a blue velvet chair, Sip tea from a thin china cup.

Crazy Quilt: A Patchwork of New and Collected Poems

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Elizabeth Ebert

The Romance of The Range

All the glamour of the cowboy, And the romance of the range That they show us in the movies, I consider mighty strange. Their nights are always balmy, And their skies are full of stars.

Crazy Quilt: A Patchwork of New and Collected Poems

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Elizabeth Ebert

He Talked About Montana

He talked about Montana For he'd worked there in his youth, And you somehow got the feeling That most of it was truth. Talked about the things he'd done there, Memories from a happier past.

Crazy Quilt: A Patchwork of New and Collected Poems

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Elizabeth Ebert

Make Me A Windmill

When I am dead and hesitantly knock At Heaven's door to find no room reserved, Don't send me back to cower beneath the earth I beg you, Lord, Make me a windmill!