FOLK COLLECTION 11: The Skaggs Foundation Cowboy Poetry Collection
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A-Movin' West
FC 11 B-70
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D.J Badger
The Pump
Out behind the cabin Hangin' on the pump Is an old beat up dipper And a towel piled in a lump.I drank from that old dipper Since just a tiny tot. After school or chore time It cooled when I was hot.
Rhymes Along the Way
FC 11 L-39
18
Robert L. Laumeyer
Old Photographs
Ah, music makeres of the past, how sweet your old familiar sound. For it is in your scratchy music my lost boyhood can be found. From "Hallelujah, I'm a Bum", to "When the Work's All Done This Fall", your old verses I hear again, Kerosene lamps I can recall.
Rhymes Along the Way
FC 11 L-39
18
Robert L. Laumeyer
Winter
The more I feel the cold, greater my need of sun. The farther I look back, the nearer my race is run.
A-Movin' West
FC 11 B-70
34
D.J Badger
Cows
Just as each mother knows her babe No matter how wrinkled or red, A cowman can spot old ninety-four By the toss of turn of her head. He can spot the way she nuzzles her nose Up to her nursin' calf,
A-Movin' West
FC 11 B-70
34
D.J Badger
My Pop
My pop was sentimental 'bout the colors ladies wore. Though he never said much til he got 'em to the store. Then, no matter what they tried on Frills or fashion wouldn't do.
Rhymes Along the Way
FC 11 L-39
19
Robert L. Laumeyer
Solitude
Let me hear again lonely songs that only open space can sing. Let me feel quiet solitude that only open space can bring. I want to walk the lonely trails and concentrate on what I seek. Let me stand on a mountain ridge and view again a distant peak.
A-Movin' West
FC 11 B-70
36
D.J Badger
Cowboy and His Bride
He rode across the prairie, Stopping once beside a brook To pick some little flowers Which he placed in a small book. He slowly climbed the mountain To the place where once had stood
Rhymes Along the Way
FC 11 L-39
20
Robert L. Laumeyer
Seventeen
I'msixty-seven and losing ground, oh, I keep learning new stuff but my memory can't be found. Fifty years ago I knew the top, also what was down below. I knew so much but wouldn't stop.
A-Movin' West
FC 11 B-70
38
D.J Badger
Cowboy Fun
Most of the cowboys you read about Can handle themselves witha gun. And most of 'em know about brandin', But all of them know about fun. Now there was two of whom I was speaking, What were sent to the back of the herd.
Rhymes Along the Way
FC 11 L-39
20
Robert L. Laumeyer
Saint Who? "Me"
"I wonder what it's like to be dead?" The half-wise curious poet said. "Will there be a keeping of the time? Will I be with rhythm and with rhyme? Will I still be kept warm and well fed?
A-Movin' West
FC 11 B-70
41
D.J Badger
Why I Got Whupped
It was back in the twenties in Utah. Dad was hauling 'cause he had a team. The melons were slated for Moab. He'd load 'em at sunlight's last gleam. The road ran beside the Green River,
Rhymes Along the Way
FC 11 L-39
21
Robert L. Laumeyer
Addiction
You can't unring the bells you have rung and you can't unsing the song you have sung. The past is past, you know that is true. You may have learned but you can't undo. How I wish I had quit yesterday
Rhymes Along the Way
FC 11 L-39
22
Robert L. Laumeyer
Habits Broken
Urgent range of passion deep feelings of remorse frustration of denial courage to stay the course. A satisfied addiction the pleasure seemed sublime. Remembrance cuts so deeply it challenges the mind.
Rhymes Along the Way
FC 11 L-39
22
Robert L. Laumeyer
Time and Place
I want to go back and I will to the lonely plain and quiet hill. I want to go back, but I know it's gone, that loved family I was born to belong. Oh! The place is there, but the essence is dead, where I was loved, cared for and fed.
Rhymes Along the Way
FC 11 L-39
23
Robert L. Laumeyer
Epilogue
Our memories still linger. They are our ties to the past. Our early memories carry on. They are the ones that last.
Rhymes Along the Way
FC 11 L-39
24
Robert L. Laumeyer
A Taste of Christmas
A merry Christmas, sister. Again it's that time of year. We send greetings to our friends and family we hold dear. Happy Christmas thoughts of when we were children, I retain.
Rhymes Along the Way
FC 11 L-39
24
Robert L. Laumeyer
Poetry's Art
Poems can paint in the air scenes of dreams all can share.
Rhymes Along the Way
FC 11 L-39
25
Robert L. Laumeyer
September in Montana
It is snowing on Bull Mountain. In the valley the wind is cold. Trees are losing their dress of green and putting on their coats of gold. It is autumn in the mountains and winter is coming by.
Rhymes Along the Way
FC 11 L-39
24
Robert L. Laumeyer
Friendship
Who is most to blame when a friendship does not live? He who made the error or he does not forgive?
Rhymes Along the Way
FC 11 L-39
26
Robert L. Laumeyer
Existence
No matter how high the eagle may fly the earth shall call him home. No matter how wise those poetic guys, their clay the earth will own. Eagles and poets soar alone.
Rhymes Along the Way
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Robert L. Laumeyer
Age
If you have ever wondered why the old show much stress, think of all their body parts-- when one fails they're in distress.
Rhymes Along the Way
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Robert L. Laumeyer
Love Birds-- Nesting Birds
Poet: From the song of the past tales of love abound. It's in the present time that this new love was found. Me: Mystery, intrigue, delight are all parts of your charm. I'll be your provider and keep you from all harm. With feelings of delight I love you. Be my own.
Rhymes Along the Way
FC 11 L-39
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Robert L. Laumeyer
Art For All
Work with care at what you do. "Life" is the noblest part. Prepare yourself the best you can, then you can proudly display your art.
Rhymes Along the Way
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Robert L. Laumeyer
Women
Confusing, amusing, chilling, thrilling, spiteful, delightful.
Rhymes Along the Way
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Robert L. Laumeyer
Creator
This world was not an accident. Therefore a creator must exist. The movements in the universe are more true than the watch on your wrist. Can the maste maker be known by the beauty of his creation?