FOLK COLLECTION 11: The Skaggs Foundation Cowboy Poetry Collection

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Dry Crik Rview: Spring 1993

John C. Dofflemyer

FC 11 D-20

Gary Mex Glazner

The Hide

The new white hide of smooth fat. Covering the just skinned cow. Nerves, eyes still twitching so it seemed she was alive. Hanging in the shed behind the house.

barn, .22 rifle., shoot, planes, crash, Cristo mountain

Dry Crik Rview: Spring 1993

John C. Dofflemyer

FC 11 D-20

Ken MacDonnell

East Texas Cowboy

Always figured in East Texas runnin' cows was most forgotten and them good ole boys kept busy loggin' out or choppin' cotton. Land's all hilly, full of pines,

Mexico, cactus, coffee, lifetime, ride

Dry Crik Rview: Spring 1993

John C. Dofflemyer

FC 11 D-20

Tiffany Darrough

In My Father's Sea

He came in from breaking the ice on the pong, "even cattle drinks on Sunday," his hands pressed hard through torn brown gloves that served no purpose I could see.

footsteps, padding, smell, blue eyes, Irish seas, hair

Dry Crik Rview: Spring 1993

John C. Dofflemyer

FC 11 D-20

Tiffany Darrough

Early Morning In Hollister

he holds me in the wooden bed he built, while our children sleep in another room, and tells me stories of his cowboy days, chasing mustangs guided by a morning moon.

moon, coffee, herd, grown up

Dry Crik Rview: Spring 1993

John C. Dofflemyer

FC 11 D-20

Laurel Speer

Mules

A mule is born with a full set of teeth. He can't breed. He'll walk a straight row and never step on a young plant, like a horse. If you pair mules, they should be the same weight.

respect, foolish, drunk, haunt, truth

Dry Crik Rview: Spring 1993

John C. Dofflemyer

FC 11 D-20

Doris Bircham

He tells it like it was

Over thirty years I bin ranchin' an' I ain't seen nothin' like it before just out ridin' checkin' my herd one evenin' when I sees this cow tryin' to calve an' a mean ol' cow she is too an' I see the tips of the

backwards, twins, kill, calf

Dry Crik Rview: Spring 1993

John C. Dofflemyer

FC 11 D-20

Doris Bircham

Coffee Row

They gather each morning at the back of the old store where a window outlines grass-fringed slopes and patchwork strips.

cattle action, rodeo, asthma, town, smoke

Dry Crik Rview: Spring 1993

John C. Dofflemyer

FC 11 D-20

Andy Wilkinson

At The Grave Of Billy The Kid

I stopped at the grave of Billy the kid. He was a man that needed killing, not a museum and a gift-and-curio shop where knick-knacks and trinkets and souvenirs

admission fee, hunger, Navajo

Dry Crik Rview: Summer-Fall 1993

John C. Dofflemyer

FC 11 D-20

Linda Hussa

John Noble's Rye

There's this field, see right next to ours only the barbed wire fence between. Our side subs - timothy, clover, a pretty meadow. John Noble's side is dry. No spring. No water right.

tractor, winter, dirt, bullseye, wallpaper, skirts

Dry Crik Rview: Summer-Fall 1993

John C. Dofflemyer

FC 11 D-20

Linda Hussa

Caught Out

Blackness of junipers against black night earth darker than sky i cuss the late rising moon dizzy with uneven steps of the horse behind shadowed cattle in a winding line through brush clobbering over rocks

vision, camp, blindness, disappears, pokers

Dry Crik Rview: Summer-Fall 1993

John C. Dofflemyer

FC 11 D-20

Linda Hussa

Gold Mustard

Oh! We were in a hurry that day the list was long i rushed beside you in silence chores before dawn horses saddled standing tied in the old barn ready

explode, fawn, bank, womb, dirt

Dry Crik Rview: Summer-Fall 1993

John C. Dofflemyer

FC 11 D-20

Keith Wilson

Old Cowpunchers

Certainly do die, no matter what the bumper-sticker i just saw says, but they often die with a kind of grace that we saw reflected in Jal. They hang on hard,

Mexican, Ted Enslin, Hawk Press, disaster

Dry Crik Rview: Summer-Fall 1993

John C. Dofflemyer

FC 11 D-20

Thomas Feeny

The Buffalo Dance

Times there are, and places where you can grow crops or you can pan for gold in Wyoming, in winter when harvest seems far off so since you've got no other option,

clouds, buffalo, snorting, valley

Dry Crik Rview: Summer-Fall 1993

John C. Dofflemyer

FC 11 D-20

Barbara Shirk Parish

Baby Of The Dust Bowl

Daughter -- stillborn -- 1983 -- buried in the ravaged earth her stone reads simply, Baby -- (She was our very first.) --

dared, name, grief, ravaged

Dry Crik Rview: Summer-Fall 1993

John C. Dofflemyer

FC 11 D-20

Barbara Shirk Parish

Lost Legacies

It has become a fact of evolution that arms are growing shorter year by year: few legacies are handed down from parents to their children --

quilts, jars, tools, fruit, diseases

Dry Crik Rview: Summer-Fall 1993

John C. Dofflemyer

FC 11 D-20

Barbara Shirk Parish

Home Town

My ancestors lived in this town but heir little house are gone - -carried away by cyclones flying into the dawn or torn apart for the lumber

weeds, fire, trees, graveyard, modest stone

Dry Crik Rview: Summer-Fall 1993

John C. Dofflemyer

FC 11 D-20

Barbara Shirk Parish

In Her Name

Great-Grandma stitched her name in this quilt's corner -- it covered generations (this Double Wedding Ring); Her sister Rose remembered it was folded only once:

quilt, sickness, winter, picnics

Dry Crik Rview: Summer-Fall 1993

John C. Dofflemyer

FC 11 D-20

Barbara Shirk Parish

For My Visit

I returned to your deserted farm for treasures of its past: found only a battered water dipper -- its handle rusty and its cup filled up with dust.

silver, river, lips, beckoned, kitchen

Dry Crik Rview: Summer-Fall 1993

John C. Dofflemyer

FC 11 D-20

Peggy Godfrey

Free Verse

After I perform my rhyme gather up my coat and purse someone asks as an afterthought "why don't you try free verse?" I'm not opposed to rhyme or prose.

introspection, seasons, reflects, lambs, ewes,

Dry Crik Rview: Summer-Fall 1993

John C. Dofflemyer

FC 11 D-20

T.R. Stephenson

The Old Cowboy

I once was a cowboy that didn't have nothing', a friendly fast mover who went where i pleased. If a town didn't suit me, I'd find me another,

money, guilty, forever, alone, worthy

Dry Crik Rview: Summer-Fall 1993

John C. Dofflemyer

FC 11 D-20

Tom Brown

Duckleggin'

prose

Dry Crik Rview: Summer-Fall 1993

John C. Dofflemyer

FC 11 D-20

Robert Penick

1-31-93

The land rises up and defeats its masters in the tradition of ice ages, droughts, and Russian winters. Floods and hurricanes famine and drought the land will deny itself and hold life without.

repair, kill, extinction, earth

Dry Crik Rview: Summer-Fall 1993

John C. Dofflemyer

FC 11 D-20

Clay Bailey

Cash Cow

Old friends dreamers of earth in balance the Flying Wholendas bashed into meanness so you've turned your down jackets calling in your chips

god, profession, politics, economy, nation, helicopters

Dry Crik Rview: Summer-Fall 1993

John C. Dofflemyer

FC 11 D-20

David Athey

Over The Prairie

From Badlands Ranch, you can scan the horizon for a thousand miles-- no, not that far, but you can see far enough to realize: those purple martins have it made,

sky, house, martins

Dry Crik Rview: Summer-Fall 1993

John C. Dofflemyer

FC 11 D-20

Ruth Daniels

The Detailing Of Duke

Long ago we had a dog, named Duke.. not good for much, not mean..just lazy. His only claim to beauty lay in his proud plume of a tail head high. His only vice, raiding the henhouse, sucking eggs.

sensitive, shame, hammer, treat