FOLK COLLECTION 11: The Skaggs Foundation Cowboy Poetry Collection

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Frost On The Fork Handle and Other Selected Verse

FC 11 G-25, 2 copies

Betty Lynne Grue

On Heeling Calves At Brandings

When it comes to snarin' dodgin' hooves I've roped along side of some real top hands, and I have studied their many moves, form their swing to dallyin' their strands.

ring, string, caught, roper, untangled

Frost On The Fork Handle and Other Selected Verse

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Betty Lynne Grue

Rain On The Tent Fly

While out in the middle of the ranch's summer range, we caught some rainy weather with no promise of any change.

cook, slopes, wagon, crick, horse, wet, fly

Frost On The Fork Handle and Other Selected Verse

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Betty Lynne Grue

Silver Bits

your driftin', your hidin' your buckaroo pride keeps a woman from ridin' close by your side you say you don't need her and you call it quits

rich, silver, shadow, hero, tender, twilight, friend

Frost On The Fork Handle and Other Selected Verse

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Betty Lynne Grue

She's Not Gettin' On 'Em Anymore

After years facing all breeds of weather her face appears carved of leather, and her hair is bleached and gray, but she can recall a younger day.

king, strong, memory, free, life, thankful

Frost On The Fork Handle and Other Selected Verse

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Betty Lynne Grue

A Bit Jinglin' Walk

As I rode out across the prairie in a good ol' head bobbin,' bit jinglin' walk, the miles slipped by beneath my cowpony. Almost as if that bit could talk, a lively little tune it played,

stock, shades, April, gold, critter, Spring

Frost On The Fork Handle and Other Selected Verse

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Betty Lynne Grue

To Be A Lady

Now I've always tried to be a lady, watched my mouth and kept my hocks in line lest anyone think of me as shady. Then I saw a lady fine pictured ina magazine,

crowbait, cattle, trouble, ptiently, mold, humility

Frost On The Fork Handle and Other Selected Verse

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Betty Lynne Grue

Walking In A Winter Wonderland

Across a wintery world of white with snowflakes siftin' down and daylight driftin' into night, my truck goes flouncin' on frozen ground.

misfortune, vain, frozen, page, hole

Frost On The Fork Handle and Other Selected Verse

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Betty Lynne Grue

Grouse, A Limerick

Riding a spooky, young colt, I'd bet the bronco will bolt when grouse in a flush spray out of the brush, hatching a bone jarring jolt!

spookyl, hatching, bolt, brush

Frost On The Fork Handle and Other Selected Verse

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Betty Lynne Grue

My Red Heifer, Ma's Garden

It was well past suppertime and Ma still hadn't come in, when up from her garden prime there rose a horrendous din. My feet flew to where the fence is

corn, pumpkins, pursuit, beast, fertilizer, defense

Frost On The Fork Handle and Other Selected Verse

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Betty Lynne Grue

A Measure Of Virtue

From the frothy milk steam rises on chilly mornings steeped in frost. I've watched alot of sun rises while hunkered down beneath Ol' Boss.

cooperate, rhythm, discrete, rate, pasture, traits

Frost On The Fork Handle and Other Selected Verse

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Betty Lynne Grue

Branding Day

It's more than the smell of burning hair mixed with dust hanging heavy in the air, hobbled horses resting after daylight hours under saddle, surrounded by the relentless roar of bawling cattle.

crew, neighbors, wrassler, ranch, skill, route

Frost On The Fork Handle and Other Selected Verse

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Betty Lynne Grue

Fall Gather

In October a North wind blows cold as across the slopes it comes a-teasiin', scattering the leaves of gold, reminding us of a changing season.

cowponies, cattle, pride, spirit, neighbors

Frost On The Fork Handle and Other Selected Verse

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Betty Lynne Grue

I've Rode

I've rode pens and the open on horses good and bad. There's some I'd ride again, some I wish I never had. I've rode across the lands

strong, bakes, bitterroot, canyons, hire, lack, friends

Frost On The Fork Handle and Other Selected Verse

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Betty Lynne Grue

Thanks, Lord

I caught in my favorite little dun and rode up toward the peak, just to catch the final rays of sun and feel the wind upon my cheek.

thank, forget, ignored, ride, work

I Am Not A Cowboy

FC 11 Z-04

Paul Zarzyski

Luck Of The Draw

That holy moment I rode the bay whispering hope, this rodeo arena--like a shrine I return to again and again, like religion itself-was filled with

Kim Zupan, Maria Zupan, Red Shuttleworth, Luck Shuttleworth, boyhood, rivals, cleats, kicks, wish

I Am Not A Cowboy

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Paul Zarzyski

Snapshot Of Grandpa Frank

They say the ore mines made Grandpa Frank the meanest man in Iron county-all hell breaking loose around him a mile underground,

deputies, agents, firewood, mitts, fiction, fire

I Am Not A Cowboy

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Paul Zarzyski

Flat Crick's Mad Gourmet Poet & His Fishing Fanatic Neighbor Hold The First-Ever Polecatting Derby

When noxious fumes put the kibosh on our Bon Appetit christmas feast, our eyes instead of mouths watering into platefuls of spiced cognac yams,

Curt Stewart, mothballs, tobacco, meal, cottonwood, shine, smitten, bathtubs

I Am Not A Cowboy

FC 11 Z-04

Paul Zarzyski

Why I like Butte Or: How She Goin' Today, Just?

From the Gogebic Iron Range-shaking ground, in Ojibwa-across open range of the Plains Indian turned cowboy, from Dad riding the cage for 8-hours

folk, pray, mountaintop, rambunctious, breakfast, M&M

I Am Not A Cowboy

FC 11 Z-04

Paul Zarzyski

The Hand

In South Africa, a white aristocrat grabs the hand of an elderly black man sitting in the dirt on the edge of a lush crop. The white man picks

gasoline, geography, fears, Alan Thompson, Frank Phillips

I Am Not A Cowboy

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Paul Zarzyski

The Meaning Of Intimacy

Not reasoning, but romantic prehistoric instinct coaxes my whiskered cheek to the fistled muzzle of a colt walking long-stemmed timothy-frame

Verlena Orr, Georgia, sweet, pink, molecules, notebook, pencil

I Am Not A Cowboy

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Paul Zarzyski

Hip-Cocked Broncs

Through gates pivoting like pinball flippers, through mazeworks of alleyways and cutting quick 90s into the catchpens, snorty horses

July 4th, nightmare, dreams, buzzer, lockers

I Am Not A Cowboy

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Paul Zarzyski

Shoes

What atrocities befell my Slavic ancestors during the war, I cannot say. But I've heard Czeslaw Milosz read poems in Polish from the pulpit

congress, sky, hope, decades, cares, witnessed, exhibit,

I Am Not A Cowboy

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Paul Zarzyski

Blankets

Tired of writing colorless whiteman poetry near the earth stove turning old fence posts into ash as fast as I can feed them, I bank the fire for the night

bedroom, crack, dreams, chiefs, Montana, Marianne Kapoun, Robert Kapoun

I Am Not A Cowboy

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Paul Zarzyski

For Jasper, With an Arf-Arf-Arf to Ars Poetica

As a teacher, I snarled and barked, yelped, mewled, and bayed at the moon to show those rural Montana students I loved,

panoramic, quicksand, shock, death, scream, snap

I Am Not A Cowboy

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Paul Zarzyski

"Why I am not going to buy a computer"

Because pitching woo to my 1952 baby blue Smith-Corona Silent-Super-good ol' U.S. of A. steel and iron, truer than a shoeing anvil-is

climbing, windmill, experiment, Wendell Berry, Mike Royko