FOLK COLLECTION 11: The Skaggs Foundation Cowboy Poetry Collection

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I Am Not A Cowboy

FC 11 Z-04

Paul Zarzyski

A Salute To The Virtues & Blues Of The Rural Postmaster

Who pinballs like a truck-stop waitress, without a tilt, between 300 tables, 300 slots, and almost always gets the box number right

shuffle, dealer, simultaneously, mugshots, Michael, Mona, Kerry

I Am Not A Cowboy

FC 11 Z-04

Paul Zarzyski

Monte Carlo Express P.O. Box 258 15.3 Miles Home

I've checked fence doing 80 ina low-rider Chevrolet springing the borrow pit like a pack mule that hates crossing running water. The torture is too much

showroom, Jesus, grasshopper, windshield, mascot

I Am Not A Cowboy

FC 11 Z-04

Paul Zarzyski

The Day The War Began

I fed the dog and he was glad, a bald eagle lit in the red willows ignited by a sinking winter sun, and prairie chickens swept low in squadrons

corn, warning, missile, love, Rod McQueary, Bill Jones, Joel Nelson

I Am Not A Cowboy

FC 11 Z-04

Paul Zarzyski

Yevgeny Alexandrovich Yevtushenko--Cowboy Poet

Purring growl of your Russian tongue makes love to our women, suddenly erumpent and churning erotic in public. Once they were sweet cream

movie, britches, skinny, lure, sword, soul, Scott Preston

I Am Not A Cowboy

FC 11 Z-04

Paul Zarzyski

I Am Not A Cowboy

Because cowboys don't cry and I can't fight back my 4-H'er greenhorn rapture while watching Cody foal-no white socks up front,

prize, rhyme, quite, sorry, heart, Elizabeth

Saddle For A Throne

FC 11 O-13

Will Ogilvie

"The Men Who Blazed The Track"

Since the toasts for the absent are over, and duly we've pledged in our wine our land, and our friends, and our lover, here's a toast for you, comrades o' mine:

Islands, remember, desire, brighten, ambitions

Saddle For A Throne

FC 11 O-13

Will Ogilvie

To Comrades Of Camp-Fire And Muster

I have ridden the boundary wires with you; I have sweated in yard and shed; I have lighted the red camp-fires with you in the dust of a thousand head;

west, comrades, true, night, songs

Saddle For A Throne

FC 11 O-13

Will Ogilvie

The Graves Out West

If the lonely graves are scattered in that fenceless vast God's Acre, if no church bells chime across them, and no mourners tread between-

souls, stars, snow-white, wildflowers, invisible

Saddle For A Throne

FC 11 O-13

Will Ogilvie

The Bushmen

God, the day He fashioned them, toiled to make them true, hand and head and heart of them, blood and bone and thew; Set them in the foremost rank

wires, brains, pride, debt

Saddle For A Throne

FC 11 O-13

Will Ogilvie

Beyond Coolgardie

They are fighting beyond Coolgardie, dusty and worn and brown, leading the outward legion from dawn till the sun goes down;

guns, hope, grave, death, love

Saddle For A Throne

FC 11 O-13

Will Ogilvie

The Horseman

My song is of the Horseman-who woke the world's unrest, to slake a King's ambition or serve a maid's behest;

empire, freedom, throne, kingdom, spurs

Saddle For A Throne

FC 11 O-13

Will Ogilvie

Kings Of The Earth

We are heathen who worship an idol we keep for our pleasure and pride; We are slaves of the saddle and bridle, yet kings of the earth

meadows, breeze, thunder, honour, pride

Saddle For A Throne

FC 11 O-13

Will Ogilvie

Abandoned Selections

On the crimson breast of the sunset the grey selections lie, and their lonely, grief-stained faces are turned to a pitiless sky;

pity, moon, oak, sorrow, homesteads

Saddle For A Throne

FC 11 O-13

Will Ogilvie

Northward To The Sheds

There's a whisper from the regions out beyond the Barwon banks; There's a gathering of the legions and a forming of the ranks;

glasses, sweethearts, sing, earth, horse, river

Saddle For A Throne

FC 11 O-13

Will Ogilvie

The Mulga Mail

Here no swift hoofs strike the gravel here no golden head-lights glow, there are ways for news travel other than by Cobb & Co.

whaler, distressed, camper, creek, watercourse

Saddle For A Throne

FC 11 O-13

Will Ogilvie

The Maker Of Empire

A patient, honest, kindly friend the packhorse plodded down the years, content his humble life to spend in toil to aid the pioneers. Before the swagman and his load,

retires, bells, seldom, overlander

Saddle For A Throne

FC 11 O-13

Will Ogilvie

Life's Overland

Grey-lying miles to the nor'ward of Nor'ward Red-leaping leagues to the westward of West, Futher than keenest of sight follows forward,

sins, guard, homeward, strong, blind

Saddle For A Throne

FC 11 O-13

Will Ogilvie

The Horse Teams

The lorries have taken over the tasks of the western roads: the mobs of the overland drover, the wool of the ten-ton loads.

dream, duty, beauty, gold

Saddle For A Throne

FC 11 O-13

Will Ogilvie

A Queen Of Yore

Slowly she hobbles past the town, grown old at heart and grey; With misty eyes she stumbles down along the well-known way;

friend, robber, starve, gold

Saddle For A Throne

FC 11 O-13

Will Ogilvie

The Silent Squadron

Down the long dream-lanes at the dead of night, with grey mists over and mists below, with loose-held reins on their horses white I watch where the silent riders go.

silently, heart, dead, fear, empty

Saddle For A Throne

FC 11 O-13

Will Ogilvie

Hearts Of Gold

Though poets have not yet sung you nor writers your true worth told, I , who have wrought among you, I know you for Hearts of Gold!

pitiless, floods, drought, burn, crop

Saddle For A Throne

FC 11 O-13

Will Ogilvie

Deserted

This is the homestead-the still lagoon kisses the foot of the garden fence, shimmering under a silver moon in a midnight silence, cold and tense;

wilderness, dream, pain, dress

Saddle For A Throne

FC 11 O-13

Will Ogilvie

Life's Ride

When you saddle your horse in Youth's stockyard look well, look well to your gear, for the road you travel is long and hard and its length is fenced with fear.

gods, lies, tales, ancient, rules

Saddle For A Throne

FC 11 O-13

Will Ogilvie

Making Back

As you ride the Lachlan frontage you will meet them on the track making back! With their heads to station grass trotting wide to let you pass,

rivers, gateways, crack, timbers, fate

Saddle For A Throne

FC 11 O-13

Will Ogilvie

The Brumby Stallion

He runs unfettered and idle, the lord of range and plain; He knows not halter or bridle or chink of the hobble-chain; He carries no driver's whip-mark,

pride, star, moon, camp,shy, kingdom