FOLK COLLECTION 11: The Skaggs Foundation Cowboy Poetry Collection

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Wind and the Night Monsters

FC 11 H-24

Carol Hample

Ode to Wind

I can't believe the crazy wind, it's driving people nuts. just opening the door to leave can take a lot of guts. I thinkI've made it through, and then it slams me in the face. Why, even doors inside the house-- it's a windy everyplace.

Wind and the Night Monsters

FC 11 H-24

Carol Hample

Revenue

A ways beyond McAllister, and past North Meadow Creek, upon the high plateau, before the trees get very thick, where only sage can grow against the raw November wind

Wind and the Night Monsters

FC 11 H-24

Carol Hample

Cold Fear

Setting now, the winter sun removes its feeble warming. Rapidly the darkness spreads its cold with wind and storming. Fear invades my soul, a fear that's cold and penetrating, growing exponentially with evey hour of waiting.

Wind and the Night Monsters

FC 11 H-24

Carol Hample

Unconditional Love

She is beautiful there, with the sun through her hair, in a halo of soft morning light. And her temples are smooth as I tough her to soothe and assure her that things are all right.

Wind and the Night Monsters

FC 11 H-24

Carol Hample

Deserted

The aging house stands empty now, its homey feeling gone somehow. The windmill standing silently for years. The pair of cottonwoods has grown, providing shade, though all alone

Wind and the Night Monsters

FC 11 H-24

Carol Hample

Things That Remind me of Mom

A meadowlark fluting his cheeriest trill, or some sweet peas and crocuses soft on the hill, or a dish full of pansies, bright colored and gay, just a few in some water, so pretty that way.

Wind and the Night Monsters

FC 11 H-24

Carol Hample

Little Pleasures in Life

The midday sun was hot and dry, as usual in late July, no shade at all, and chance of rain was bleak. But three old cows had common sense, for where they gathered by the fence

Wind and the Night Monsters

FC 11 H-24

Carol Hample

Flight And The Daily Doldrums

Daily life can get distorted, thoughts become defective. Going places far away can change my whole perspective. Living in a fog and needing something to remind me

Wind and the Night Monsters

FC 11 H-24

Carol Hample

The Fourth of July

'Twas the Fourth of July and their spirits were high as the townspeople gathered together. The fireworks display would go on anyway, in spite of the threatening weather.

Wind and the Night Monsters

FC 11 H-24

Carol Hample

The Dance of The Doe

As the dawn poked its way through the meadow's tall grass, and the dew beaded up on each blade, not a breath broke the silence, the river like grass and two does sniffed the air from the shade.

The Cowboy Way

FC 11 L-38

Jim Liles

Buckaroo

What pieces make up a cowboy? What Staples go in the pot? There must be Garlic and onion, and probably something hot. A cowboy's life is something hard, and bitter to the taste. For his is not an easy life, and gathered not in haste.

The Cowboy Way

FC 11 L-38

Jim Liles

Pearly Gates

There was this fella, whose name I don't recall. Who met his untimely demise riden' broncs at the local rodeo is were he made his final ride. Now this young fella I'm gonna tell ya had lived a pretty good life.

The Cowboy Way

FC 11 L-38

Jim Liles

Empty Saddle

It's a cold and blustery, snowy morn, as I walk out to the barn. It's that time of year when calves are born, and the work is hard and long. We work all year to see these days, when new life hits the ground. The miracle of, the gift of birth.

The Cowboy Way

FC 11 L-38

Jim Liles

Cool Water

I mentioned earlier that there were cowboys from the ranches and farms and there were those from the cities. Well I sort of fell in between those two groups. I lived on Navajo reservation for a time as a young boy and went from there to my uncle's farm for a couple of years.

The Cowboy Way

FC 11 L-38

Jim Liles

Fly'n High

Now and then, we had a chance, to leave the truck at home. To rodeo without the drive, that wears you to the bone. It's not so hard, to complete this feat if your nerves are made of steel.

The Cowboy Way

FC 11 L-38

Jim Liles

I Cried in Church Today

As I sat in church today, my thoughts, they wandered off. To thoughts of things, these last few weeks, that truly broke my heart apart. Two cowboys passed from mortal life, to Jesus in the sky.

The Cowboy Way

FC 11 L-38

Jim Liles

Houston

The rodeo cowboy, has but one goal, to win that gold buckle, a tradition so bold. You'll wind up in Vegas, the end of the year, if you figure a plan, and put it in gear. A computer for sure, is where I would start. I'd lay out a plan, just try'n to be smart.

The Cowboy Way

FC 11 L-38

Jim Liles

Diamonds or Dust

I got crippled last spring, I couldn't go down the road, I was laid up on my back, for six months or more. My wife kept things going, feeding stock and going to town, doing the things wives do... when her cowboy is down.

The Cowboy Way

FC 11 L-38

Jim Liles

Pendleton 100 Years

The year is coming to an end, and wht a year it's been. The stock show up in Denver, made a 100 more since then. The winter was a good one, them Texas shows are great. Then out west to Tucson, and Scottsdale, what a treat.

The Cowboy Way

FC 11 L-38

Jim Liles

Cowboy Coffee

When I pass, to the world beyond, and reach them pearly gates. I'm sure that it will be too soon, it just seems, to be my fate. I think I know, just what will be, the cause of my demise. It's that dang old cowboy coffee, I've drank most all my life.

The Cowboy Way

FC 11 L-38

Jim Liles

Slide N' Ride

If your gonna go, down the road, and ride amongst the best. You gotta learn to slide and ride this is the final test. When ya slide up on the rope, or set your feet on a bronc. Don't hesitate, just nod your head

The Cowboy Way

FC 11 L-38

Jim Liles

Roanie

When ya go to the pen, with reatta in hand, to sort one out for the day. You'd be well advised, to think more than twice, about which bronc, you might want to take. The trick is to pick one, you think you can ride, from morning till dusk every day.

The Cowboy Way

FC 11 L-38

Jim Liles

Slim

Slim was his name, a mule of some fame, his namesake was, that of Slim Pickens. A rodeo star, that traveled afar, but that mule, was mean as the dickens. He worked for old Troy, who performed as a boy, with a trained pig, by the side of the road.

The Cowboy Way

FC 11 L-38

Jim Liles

Slippin Down

Knotted main and tangled tail, his ears were laid straight back. Deep dark bay and roman nose, 77 marked on his hip. Plain to see he'd been down the road, long mane and scars and thistles. With feet the size of garbage cans, and eyes as sharp as missiles.

The Cowboy Way

FC 11 L-38

Jim Liles

The Little Cowgirl

This little cowgirl that we raised, was the youngest of the crew. She ran cans, and tied them goats, and even teamed roped on old blue. She rodeoed cause that's what we did, from the time that they were small.