FOLK COLLECTION 11: The Skaggs Foundation Cowboy Poetry Collection
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Legacy Of The Land (1995 Second Printing)
FC 11 B-74
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Virginia Bennett
Valued Hours
The daylight hours have barely begun, when from the trailer, saddled horses bound salty girths are drawn up snug scarves adjusted and gingerly knotted.
elevation, canyon, watershed, hillsides, channel
Muses Of The Ranges
FC 11 D-28
42
John C. Dofflemyer
Lost Legends
In talk, you travel far and venture wide, in fact, you've quite enlarged your simple space, from where I sit it's been a longer ride jess keepin' things together 'round this place.
past, company, ranch, retired, sight, view
Muses Of The Ranges
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44
John C. Dofflemyer
Mounted
If a man is mounted long enough an' dodged his last demise, he gravitates to magic stuff, to myst'ry and surprise; where reason rests in timin' an'
separate, flavor, rider, outsider, computer, trust
Muses Of The Ranges
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45
John C. Dofflemyer
Trouble Trustin'
I have trouble trusin' a man who ain't profane who wears thet holy look, reborn naive again, who's quick to tip his halo so clean 'n pure, it's plain,
exclamation, punctuation, obeys, pose, trust, angel
Muses Of The Ranges
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46
John C. Dofflemyer
Drought
The ridgetops lay like ribs of a carcass clean where oaks stand leafless now, old sentinels, jess roosts for vultures solemn left to glean what coyotes leave of other animals.
mild, whisker, drought, daily, dloven, domestic, wild
Muses Of The Ranges
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46
John C. Dofflemyer
Christmas List 1990
If Santa read my list, a single word, and has the time to spare on christmas eve and runs across some storms thet he can herd-I'll be the first to say thet I believe!
improve, entertain, steady, rain, soak, elves, reindeer
Muses Of The Ranges
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John C. Dofflemyer
1.75
A gray may day with rain on short dry feed cattle shipped and gone. She returns as if there's some plan to her infidelity the five short springs
sycamores, seed, storm, climate change, ignorance
Muses Of The Ranges
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48
John C. Dofflemyer
The Gate
It sags an' it drags before four mounted men, his foot hits the leather this time an' again, as they know without lookin' what the boy has to learn
earn, spoke, proclaim, eliminate
Muses Of The Ranges
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John C. Dofflemyer
The Scent
The scent of cow's cud hung with flyless dung in blades matted and fading and the smell of a calf could be proved by the track last laid on larger ones leaving.
sulphur, cigarette smoke, wild, flush, traffic
Muses Of The Ranges
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50
John C. Dofflemyer
Old Ladies
I've followed old ladies the long way around protectin' their babies and stoppin' to sound off to me, my dog or my horse
dust, fuss, dog, calf, mother, path, baby
Muses Of The Ranges
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51
John C. Dofflemyer
Goddamn Clothes
The hillside's bare and short of hair, clay-red instead of blond, and damn few trees still with green leaves upclose or there beyond.
The Animal Rightists of the '50's, flies, puzzles, packed, shed, torn
Muses Of The Ranges
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52
John C. Dofflemyer
Waterholes
Drought is no arena ride you can turn out, the draw is dry for men thet you've forgot about. The waterholes are cracked 'neath leafless trees,
survive, fortune, lifeless, shrunked, heart, mind
Muses Of The Ranges
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John C. Dofflemyer
Wood And Steel
The steel trap's sprung in a buckeye tree and the bark's grown tight 'round its jaws; how many men been here before me, how many men without laws?
crust, rust, strong, designs
Muses Of The Ranges
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John C. Dofflemyer
Explain
I find thet man don't understan' much more than a shallow word an' poetry will always be a feelin' escapin' the herd. It's in the child and in the wild,
street, mystery, canyons, random, language, bars
Muses Of The Ranges
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55
John C. Dofflemyer
Shepherd's Song
When shepherd's song so stills the silent air beyond the sounds the politicians sell, I'd like a ticket close so I could hear the cowboys sing 'em all,
hell, money, folks, poet, delayed, fade
Muses Of The Ranges
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John C. Dofflemyer
The Blame
A pretty rotten way to treat a cow, to blame her for the way thet cities grow in spaces where more profit does allow ranchettes and septic tanks
repair, ride, bigger, despair, Bob Budd, Wyoming Stock Growers Assoc
Muses Of The Ranges
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John C. Dofflemyer
Treaties
A mass of muscle shaped and bred to freely move as one instead, where impulse cues with legs and hands the graceful dance the work demands beyond the street,
bloody, fear, trust, choke, dust, jars, danger
Muses Of The Ranges
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John C. Dofflemyer
Disgustin' Stuff
I've seen the best intentions in men head'd to the trough turn soft an' damn near foolish 'cause they nev'r get enough, jess forgettin' how to live without
politics, manure, quite, traits
Muses Of The Ranges
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John C. Dofflemyer
The Trail
The coyote track in haste to keep in sight pursues the cloven hooves thet move ahead behind a bobcat print thet's slowed when bucks begin the fight,
erase, chase, pieces, meat, worst, cursed
Muses Of The Ranges
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John C. Dofflemyer
Some Spot
I only ask thet you might leaves us be and save the pure for your own sweet behind, refrain from huggin' bark off ev'ry tree and tryin' to make Ma Nature fit your mind.
cement, rare, survive, share, beast
Muses Of The Ranges
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John C. Dofflemyer
Her Dry Breath
A drought jess seems to suck the life from trees and earthy orientations, leafless; the beast is weak in man, the wind can tease the frost in dusty cakes, a powder mess.
land, churns, kiss, boil, load, moment, spirit
Muses Of The Ranges
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John C. Dofflemyer
The Whiskey Rain
The whiskey rain premature for feed but timely for drought dust and the sane smells a shepherd needs the dusk thunderstorm
brilliance, truth, coffee, booze, scents, turbulence
Muses Of The Ranges
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John C. Dofflemyer
Hear Her Comin'
A thunder beats inside of me from clouds of doubt, the drought and dust; hear her comin'? I know it's she who hangs in waitin' jess to see me naked,
gentle, cold, disagree, trust, thunder
Muses Of The Ranges
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John C. Dofflemyer
Mongolian Beef
Different woks and meltin' pots find calves and wildlife dodgin' shots from refugees, the view-nam war, killin' mor'n the worst predator. In packs they roam
shoot, killed, wild, beef, car, anger, expound, dollar, Nouveau Purists of the '90's
Muses Of The Ranges
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John C. Dofflemyer
The Twin
The fawn bleat terrorizes the dry canyon to silence as all size eyes search the treeless slopes of wild oats the doe blows
eagle, defiant, escape, silence, Animal Rightists of the '90's