FOLK COLLECTION 11: The Skaggs Foundation Cowboy Poetry Collection
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Poem Title
First Lines
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Sun and Saddle Leather
FC 11 C-12
176
Charles Badger Clark
The Buffalo Trail
Deeply the buffalo trod it.
buffalo, bison
Sun and Saddle Leather
FC 11 C-12
177
Charles Badger Clark
The Camp Fire's Song
I reared your fathers long ago.
heritage, past, history, knowledge
Sun and Saddle Leather
FC 11 C-12
183
Charles Badger Clark
Plains Born
Westward from the greener places.
freedom, solitude, nature, land
Sun and Saddle Leather
FC 11 C-12
185
Charles Badger Clark
The Old Camp Coffee Pot
Old camp-mate, black and rough to see.
coffee pot
Sun and Saddle Leather
FC 11 C-12
187
Charles Badger Clark
My Enemy
All mornin' in the mesa's glare.
friendship, enemy
Sun and Saddle Leather
FC 11 C-12
189
Charles Badger Clark
The Fighting Swing
Once again the regiments marching down the street.
war, regiment, marching, soldiers
Sun and Saddle Leather
FC 11 C-12
192
Charles Badger Clark
The Smoke-Blue Plains
Kissed me from the saddle and I still can feel it burning.
war, loss, sadness, parting
Sun and Saddle Leather
FC 11 C-12
194
Charles Badger Clark
Others
The day break comes so pure and still.
war, apart, freedom, land, country, sadness
Sun and Saddle Leather
FC 11 C-12
196
Charles Badger Clark
Jeff Hart
Jeff Hart rode out of the gulch toward.
war, death, loss
Sun and Saddle Leather
FC 11 C-12
198
Charles Badger Clark
Battle
Do you mind that old fight in The Rattles.
death, sorrow, loss
Sun and Saddle Leather
FC 11 C-12
200
Charles Badger Clark
In the Hills
The shadow crawls up canyon walls; the rim rocks flush to pink.
war, cities, sorrow, progress
The Broncho Book
FC 11 C-13
11
Captain Jack Crawford
To Thomas F. Walsh
Dear comrade, my soul is busted.
friendship, partner, comrade, gold, memories
The Broncho Book
FC 11 C-13
16
Captain Jack Crawford
Whar' the Hand o' God is Seen
Do I like the city, stranger? `Tis n't likely that I would.
city, noise, rush, hurry, nature
The Broncho Book
FC 11 C-13
18
Captain Jack Crawford
God's Ante Room
O canyon, grand and wild and free!
awe, nature, canyon, God
The Broncho Book
FC 11 C-13
20
Captain Jack Crawford
The Songs Unsung
Oh, I wish I could sing the real songs that oft spring.
music, song
The Broncho Book
FC 11 C-13
22
Captain Jack Crawford
Inspiration
I scale imagination's dreamy heights.
inspiration
The Broncho Book
FC 11 C-13
23
Captain Jack Crawford
A Yuletide Bouquet
From out the larder of my soul.
December, yuletide
The Broncho Book
FC 11 C-13
24
Captain Jack Crawford
Hymn of Nature's Creed
There's a glint of glory gleaming.
optimism, nature
The Broncho Book
FC 11 C-13
25
Captain Jack Crawford
I've Got the Brand
Look where the eagle builds his nest.
God, belief, heaven, hell
The Broncho Book
FC 11 C-13
27
Captain Jack Crawford
Thanksgiving
We thank Thee, God, the Giver of all good.
gratitude, Thanksgiving, patriotism
The Broncho Book
FC 11 C-13
28
Captain Jack Crawford
Mother's Way
Whate'er my soul may long for.
mother, God, belief
The Broncho Book
FC 11 C-13
29
Captain Jack Crawford
The Scout's Retreat
A cubby hole, a-sittin' on a crest.
God
The Broncho Book
FC 11 C-13
30
Captain Jack Crawford
The Old Kentucky Rifle
I am crowdin' close to eighty, gittin' mighty near the end.
aging, old-age, rifle, memories, war
The Broncho Book
FC 11 C-13
33
Captain Jack Crawford
The Unseen Hand
Tonight I take my humble pen in hand.
writing
The Broncho Book
FC 11 C-13
34
Captain Jack Crawford
The Sculptor and the Scout
I felt the touch of Nature's fire.
sculptor, scout, writing