FOLK COLLECTION 11: The Skaggs Foundation Cowboy Poetry Collection
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Muses Of The Ranges
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John C. Dofflemyer
Fox Sox 'N Bonds
TIme took the best the brown mare had to give. Her middle years, she seldom got relief. I pushed her hard, the way a young man
help, fears, arena, wraps, compute, pain
Muses Of The Ranges
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John C. Dofflemyer
Gentle Teacher
He was no gentle teacher, his father never praised and I fear I've done as poor with a son thet's prit near raised. He may never need to gather the strays
rush, folks, gone, short-cut
Muses Of The Ranges
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John C. Dofflemyer
Calves
Cold dark morning frozen blades and a shiver from an empty night dimming stars trying to beat the sun to hilltops on horseback reddened rays
alive, suffer, dawn, steam, doubt, lost, instinct, care, love
Muses Of The Ranges
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John C. Dofflemyer
Just Living
Small feet wandering beneath the pines beside a stream and always will memories cast in bedroom scenes there,
vanity, traffic, civilized, trial, education
Muses Of The Ranges
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John C. Dofflemyer
Katie's Hug
Santa barbara was my safe outpost between mules and an l.a. education cute and pensive Katie lent her hand and snyder's
mules, obvious, outlast, kinship, freeway, rattlesnake, Katie Doctor
Muses Of The Ranges
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John C. Dofflemyer
Sleepless Nights
It seems freshness finds some space before summer sunrise after sleepless nights and in the balance begins anew its quest for survival
heat, sapce, reason, hungry, hawk, feel, fortunate, loneliness
Muses Of The Ranges
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John C. Dofflemyer
Passion
Passion seems to strike those unfamiliar chords with urgent expectancy, be it animal-like in a pastoral setting or
favor, apart, create
Muses Of The Ranges
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John C. Dofflemyer
Old Neighbor
Past Eighty he finds a rock for a step before the stirrup and seat, he strains with the pains the years won't forget jess to hlep
alone, hide, heart, weak, wild, die, dim
Muses Of The Ranges
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John C. Dofflemyer
Change
Some of us are out to change our part of the world, but most are impacted rather than an impact; most changes necessitate an understanding of how things work,
before, remain, change without
Muses Of The Ranges
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John C. Dofflemyer
Loneliness
And those who live and die in loneliness, who find no worth within to give away, must surely dwell in torture and distress or measure all in terms of what we pay.
unique, reflect, cure, endure, bear, success
Muses Of The Ranges
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John C. Dofflemyer
Addiction
It seems addiction for recycled trees where I inspect prophetic innards dressed is split and spread on pages such as these and like as not there's
forgot, hell, sell, worse, alternatives
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John C. Dofflemyer
My Children
My mem'ry serves to hold those youthful places, some dear ideals that dreamers can't resist, and I've not forgot the instance nor the faces
coincidence, forest, proxy, speed, afraid
Muses Of The Ranges
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John C. Dofflemyer
Partners
They had ridden trails together, they had rode off on their own, they had shaped the sides of leather thet the miles of trails had shone;
everlasting, memories, aspire, ages
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John C. Dofflemyer
A cowboy's Karma
I long for the storm and the siren's cry that beckons the heart, the earth is dry; cracked clay with empty veins. What wild is wound in their whisper
embraces, clarity, clouldess, soul, trauma
Muses Of The Ranges
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John C. Dofflemyer
A Sad Situation
It's as sad a situation as a cowboy might be found, when a legal love relation finally runs aground; It hurts awhile, the loneliness, the emptiness inside
confess, leaks, monsters, refuse, sink, love, sports
Muses Of The Ranges
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John C. Dofflemyer
Faith
I find thet faith in men is oft divided, one now, the other left to the afterlife as if he of this presence has decided: there's nothin' left but misery and strife.
God, sad, downtrod, ignore, absurd, advertises
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John C. Dofflemyer
No Trail
I do despair when herds' short sight declines but I cannot dispute ole john donne's claim and though i sep'rate write some lonley lines
seduce, bless, friends, lonely, fear, strong
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John C. Dofflemyer
Maverick
Much like the Maverick calf thet smells the distant herd in trail dirt flaky shit with fresh piss in places still damp, i wander off the track to small,
reflection, twist, bulbs, needle, relative, blades
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John C. Dofflemyer
The Source
There's ropers 'n dopers n' rodeo clowns, paradin' invadin' the gamblin' towns a packin' the rack in some rare catalog romancin' the change in to put on the dog.
fakers,pretenders, spenders, resource, perceived, achieved
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John C. Dofflemyer
My Moustache
We measure poor in terms of cash, in ways we can't conceive but buy or sell this here moustache, no cents would it relieve. The old is trimmed by nervous teeth,
Joel Nelson, follicles, hair, experience, common sense, fails, memory
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John C. Dofflemyer
Luna-See
A risin' moon in thin and passin' clouds illuminates in part, like lantern light, and wide, reflectin' best what it enshrouds a darkened way of goin' missed at night.
disk, moment, choked, tears, perceive
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John C. Dofflemyer
My Song
Coyotes and cowboys tend to howl at the moon, either lonely or peaceful or a plain rowdy tune and to not hear the music nor sense what they feel
chords, sing, alone, voice, choice
Legacy Of The Land (1995 Second Printing)
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Virginia Bennett
Seduced By The Hunt
The mad race along a timber-lined ridgetop with a scarcely-seen steer out in front. When, blindly, he dives into a rock canyon, you are helpless..you're seduced by the hunt.
instinct, race, success, fear, resist
Legacy Of The Land (1995 Second Printing)
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Virginia Bennett
As You Ride
As you ride the high sierra with your packstring and your pony and your heart beats strong and lonely like the waves upon the sea, does that eerie pull that drew us
moonrise, campfire, flame, twilight sky, unforgotten
Legacy Of The Land (1995 Second Printing)
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Virginia Bennett
Evil Are The Eavesdroppers
He lifted his voice to the spider-webbed beams, then his tune would turn lazy and slow. As he combed the long manes of his work-horse teams, He'd sing songs that
curry, grain, empty, clay, patch, chorus, remain