FOLK COLLECTION 11: The Skaggs Foundation Cowboy Poetry Collection

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Cow Trails and Cowboy Tales

FC 11 A-18

Gary Anderson

Dry Spot

It's been six days since the sun last shined, Been raining or snowing the whole damned time. Beginning to think the whole world is wet, If there's a dry spot, I ain't found it yet.

Cow Trails and Cowboy Tales

FC 11 A-18

Gary Anderson

Bikini Cowgirl

Caught my orse up early, Had to move some cows today. Hauled him over, sorted them cows, Headed down that black highway

Cow Trails and Cowboy Tales

FC 11 A-18

Gary Anderson

Cowman's Dream

Someday I wish that some feller, Who was in his right mind, Would tell these other buyers, Just what catltle they're tryin' to find. Some years they want big fat ones,,

Cow Trails and Cowboy Tales

FC 11 A-18

Gary Anderson

Scours

Ain't no worse sight to see, Then a baby calf with scours. Pick him up and pack him home, Gotta watch him by the hours. Chances are slim to none, When a bad case has been found.

Cow Trails and Cowboy Tales

FC 11 A-18

Gary Anderson

Wyoming Weather

Went to bed the other night, It was colder than it had been. Just got to sleep and got woke up, Here came that big ol' wind! Went out to check the cows at three,

Cow Trails and Cowboy Tales

FC 11 A-18

Gary Anderson

Captain Hook

The place that I am working now, You should really come and look! The Boss man tries to catch those calves, With an old time used sheep hook!

Cow Trails and Cowboy Tales

FC 11 A-18

Gary Anderson

The Cutter's Last Request

Said the Devil to this Cutter, "Son, it's not quite clear, What you did wrong on that earth, To get sent to me down here". "We've got nobody by your name,

Cow Trails and Cowboy Tales

FC 11 A-18

Gary Anderson

Night Out

Had a different situation, 'Bout a year or two ago. Went out to check the heifers, It was cold and blowing snow. It was dark as the ace of spades, And I'd forgot my light.

Cow Trails and Cowboy Tales

FC 11 A-18

Gary Anderson

Rope-A-Dope

I'll tell you a sad story, That I hope you will believe. It isn't nuthin' but the truth, So don't get up and leave. You see I take a lot of pride, In the way I can throw that rope. The one that I have now I've named,

Cow Trails and Cowboy Tales

FC 11 A-18

Gary Anderson

The Visit

Went to town to see the dentist, As I set down in his chair, Said he "This won't hurt at all. While I check things out in there." The Assistant came into the room, Shook her head and took a look.

Cow Trails and Cowboy Tales

FC 11 A-18

Gary Anderson

Evenin' Chores

I worked on this place one time, Where we checked the cows all night. The Boss said if we're to do a job, We'd better do it right. We'd put them cows in the corral,

Cow Trails and Cowboy Tales

FC 11 A-18

Gary Anderson

Utter Confusion

Boys, I've had a tuff time, It just don't quite seem fair. I've had a real doozy, Enough to pull my hair. Started out at 6 o'clock in the morning, Burnt the bacon, broke the yokes,

Cow Trails and Cowboy Tales

FC 11 A-18

Gary Anderson

Phone Call

A salesman called the other night, Upon the telephone A book he said he'd send to me, For ten days free at home.

Cow Trails and Cowboy Tales

FC 11 A-18

Gary Anderson

Poet-Tree

I've looked around a lot to see, This thing called a Cowboy Poet-Tree. Although I've set a lot of posts in the ground, This poet-tree I've never found.

Cow Trails and Cowboy Tales

FC 11 A-18

Gary Anderson

Cowboy's Revenge

Was working on a ranch one time, Down ol' Saratoga way. Started preggin' cows that fall, On a place they call "TA". Now the TA Ranch is quite a place,

Canyon of the Forgotten

FC 11 B-60

Virginia Bennett

In the Canyon of the Forgotten

Hawkshadow skims gracefully over the land,, Filling jackrabbit's heart with dread. . .He leaps, mindless of ancient travois tracks, And races through the twisting riverbed

Canyon of the Forgotten

FC 11 B-60

Virginia Bennett

Songs on the Nightwind

Pennies saved on a roughcut shelf Safely hidden in a Log Cabin tin Behind a Clabber Girl can, it seemed a sweet place To be banking daydreams in.

Canyon of the Forgotten

FC 11 B-60

Virginia Bennett

Such Control

With just one movement of the hands, One mindless lifting on the sash, Across the peeling window sill, The world rushes in, in a flash.

Canyon of the Forgotten

FC 11 B-60

Virginia Bennett

Darn Hard Days

We were too darn busy to stop and think. Survival demanded full attention to our chores. Too tired, even to see our country on the brink Of involvement in the War to end all wars.

Canyon of the Forgotten

FC 11 B-60

Virginia Bennett

Social Justice

In an orange grove outside of Phoenix An artificial forest where pesticides dwell, Migrant workers pick hard-luck dreams. Hot, sweaty days spent in a hazy Hell.

Canyon of the Forgotten

FC 11 B-60

Virginia Bennett

Nature Lessons

Just ask the summer range rider. He'll tell you it's actual fact. For he's been in those high, moutian meadows, He'll tell you it's nothing abstract. His pony has trotted the rutted trails.

Canyon of the Forgotten

FC 11 B-60

Virginia Bennett

Ah, Pacifica!

Tree branches, heavily laden with velvet moss, arbored over the two-laned paved road Like an entrance to some Hobbitt-filled sanctuary, where a myriad of magical streams flowed.

Canyon of the Forgotten

FC 11 B-60

Virginia Bennett

On the Brink of Forever

I cannot explain the why of it, I barely know the how. And were it not for God's good speed. I'd not be telling you now. . .

Canyon of the Forgotten

FC 11 B-60

Virginia Bennett

All That is Left

At the mouth of a redrock canyon, near the base of a sandstone cliff, She stands there, a skeleton ssentinel, with branches arthritic and stiff.

Canyon of the Forgotten

FC 11 B-60

Virginia Bennett

The Dead Yearling

The low growth bushes had just started to bud and the first blades of grass began to appear. As my mare picked her way through the rocks and the mud wearing her first set of shoes for the year.