FOLK COLLECTION 11: The Skaggs Foundation Cowboy Poetry Collection
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After the Chisholm
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George Rhoades
Old Photos
We looked at old photographs, Me and my mother, who was ninety-three; With laughs and tears about the past, We took a trip back to what used to be. Out-of-date hairstyles and fashions,
memory, camera, conditions
After the Chisholm
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George Rhoades
Opportunity
I like my old farm pond, Dam covered in weeds and willow trees, Water murky brown, never clear blue; A place to sit and take my ease In the evening when chores are through.
wind, waves, chances
After the Chisholm
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97
George Rhoades
Red River Farm
Born on the Texas high plains, The river starts its journey, Cutting through red-dirt land Heading for the distant sea. Dividing Texas and Oklahoma, Plunging into Louisiana finally,
Chicago, stream, rusty, desolate
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George Rhoades
Red-Dirt Road
A red-dirt raod, rutted, dusty, Sometimes muddy, Ran by our farm When I was a youngster. I wondered where it went, Where it could take me Someday in the far future.
fields, miles, countries
After the Chisholm
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George Rhoades
Ridin' My Old John Deere
Round and round the field I go, Poppin' tractor the only sound; My granddad worked it years ago, Plowin' up the wheat ground. A blue smudge far to the west,
Wichitas, Mount Scott, buffalo, sunflowers
After the Chisholm
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George Rhoades
Roy Lee, Sailor
Roy Lee had finished basic, Wore his sailor uniform To the little two-room school On a day bright and warm. In the autumn of '44, War fever gripped the land
conflict, navy, poor, war, uniform, died
After the Chisholm
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George Rhoades
Saturday Trip to Town
Me and my brother rode in back Of the old rattlin' pickup With cream cans, egg crates, Sometimes chicken coops, Garden produce, anything to sell;
small, theater, comic book, drugstore
After the Chisholm
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108
George Rhoades
Shovelin' Out The Cowlot
Shovelin' away In the old cowlot, I learned a lesson I never forgot- Milk's not the only Thing, I allow, That comes Out of a cow.
lesson, milk, cow
After the Chisholm
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109
George Rhoades
Sky
The sun like a red-hot penny Drifts across the burning sky; We pray for rain, Yearn for rain, Wait and watch The great vault above us. Red sky at sunset,
stars, clouds, thunder, songs, time
After the Chisholm
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George Rhoades
Talkin' Turkey
I must have been about five, But I remember the scene well; 'Twas along the country road By our farm as twilight fell. My granny raised turkey then,
nest, Turk, belong. hens
After the Chisholm
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George Rhoades
The Snake and the Doorknob
Four years old on the farm, Cows, turkeys, squealin' pigs, Lots and lots of chickens And chores gatherin' eggs. A snake has been gettin' Our eggs and slippin' out.
porcelain, doorknob, dumb
After the Chisholm
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113
George Rhoades
This Land
We buried him today In a corner of the cemetery Where the wind blew from Texas Across the sunbaked prairie. He always said that's where He'd finally come to rest,
adapt, landscape, countryside, paradise, town
After the Chisholm
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George Rhoades
This Old House Did Its Job
The old house stands forlorn On the windy hill, Deserted, ruined, weatherworn, Despite all, abiding still. It did its work back then,
guard, roof, farmhouses, cheer
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George Rhoades
Windmill
Plow, barb wire, windmill, Essentials, they say, For settling the plains. Our old windmill rattled, Squeaked, creaked clattered, Moaned and groaned,
metallic, blades, repair, grease
After the Chisholm
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George Rhoades
Winter Wheat
Winter's icy frosts and freezes Leave field, pasture, meadow Brown, yellow and dreary drab In the day's pale, fading glow. Hillsides empty and windswept;
sadness, lonely, rebirth, seasons
After the Chisholm
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122
George Rhoades
Best for Thinkin'
Best for thinkin'- Some say drinkin', But not for me, drinkin' muddles me. Some say walkin' Or high-brow talkin'; Walkin's not for me, Too much to see;
meditation, cane pole, fishing, bore
After the Chisholm
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123
George Rhoades
Cemetery In the Fog
A crow calls from the entrance gate, Mournful wind whispers in the trees, Fog hugs the ground, drifts slowly past Tombstones, dampens the fallen leaves.
gloom, bloom, peacefully, shadows, lost
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George Rhoades
Class of '53
Deceased list grows longer and longer, Their numbers fall precariously; Born during dusty Depression days, The class of '53. Grayer, slower, more cautious now,
fortune, dreams, wisdom
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George Rhoades
Cold Rain
From my front porch on the hill, Below the trees barren in November, Winds wailing and a cold rain falls, I huddle in my coat and remember. Sunnier times, times of laughter,
thunder, lightning, chilly
After the Chisholm
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George Rhoades
End Is Near?
Have you noticed there's More ways for the human race to expire? The question used to be- A bang or a whimper, or ice or fire. Now we've got space alien invasion,
ozone, nuclear war, global warming, pandemic, doom
After the Chisholm
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George Rhoades
Everybody
In a land where Everybody is somebody, And nobody is nobody, Freedom and liberty, Prosperity and happiness Can come to anybody.
somebody, nobody, liberty, anybody.
After the Chisholm
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128
George Rhoades
Fear And Empathy
The pendulum swings Between fear and empathy- Fear of loss, Loss of rights, property, Wealth, peace of mind, Fear of others- Sympathy, caring, Generosity,
pity, empathy, feelings, relating
After the Chisholm
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129
George Rhoades
Good Intention
You know what they say, With some apprehension, About the road to hell and good intention. I don't know about hell, But I get a bit of a chill,
treadmill, hell, dusty
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George Rhoades
Greed
Greed came down The raod today, Fat and bloated With this to say: "I grow best On fertile ground, Where rank, wealth, Privilege abound. "I'm driven by ego,
selfish, riches, poverty, More
After the Chisholm
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George Rhoades
Hope
Green tinge on the mesquite, Winecups and buttercups in the field, Grass shoots popping up, Prickly pear's yellow flowers, Scissortails in the air,
warm, spring, prairie, south