FOLK COLLECTION 11: The Skaggs Foundation Cowboy Poetry Collection

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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

Dry Crik Rview: Summer-Fall 1993

John C. Dofflemyer

FC 11 D-20

Ruth Daniels

Fishin'

Big creek still winds through the pastures.. not as wide or deep as I remember. Aunt Iris, my father's only sister, a hundred pounds of energy fished with zeal.

bait, perch, red oak, willows

Dry Crik Rview: Summer-Fall 1993

John C. Dofflemyer

FC 11 D-20

Jim DeWitt

Dry August Grasshopper Trap

How long had I been practicing for the moment its wildest leaps would end.. my lightning hands swipes cutting through the air to get there at the coinciding moment and five fingers' snap-shut grab

imprisoning, twitch, shells, powerful tickle

Dry Crik Rview: Summer-Fall 1993

John C. Dofflemyer

FC 11 D-20

Jim DeWitt

Do Quarter Horses Ever Dream

of carrying cowboys on roundup dust swirling across plains and their being the main reason they're able to control cattle or if created appaloosa trekking saddlebags full-loaded with gear

loyalties, fantasies, sweet, reason

Dry Crik Rview: Summer-Fall 1993

John C. Dofflemyer

FC 11 D-20

Jim DeWitt

Long Trail's End For The Day

horses unsaddled chores done on into darkness then bone-weary into the sack -- last waking is starting up at the one brightest star set into our own personal galaxy of supporting companions.

chores, horses, galaxy

Dry Crik Rview: Summer-Fall 1993

John C. Dofflemyer

FC 11 D-20

Jim Dewitt

The Highlight

of Swamp Holler's Saturday night.. they never did break Jed's habit of swigging directly from a raised up keg, so naturally some cornlikker foam would be breathed for choking on and sure as hassenpfeffer

gang, clog, unique

Dry Crik Rview: Summer-Fall 1993

John C. Dofflemyer

FC 11 D-20

Laurie Wagner Buyer

Into Another Winter

Hay doesn't come the way it used to, bale by bale out of the back of a baler, while the sun stretched out the days, hot and dry, and circling hawks cast

rain, hitch, porch, bridge, calves

Dry Crik Rview: Summer-Fall 1993

John C. Dofflemyer

FC 11 D-20

Laurie Wagner Buyer

Purple Tulips

After a weekend of Shakespeare and talk and friends, the renewal of feminine joys long since left by the way, traffic pours into Denver as I alone turn west into the mountains heading home.

Kathy, Raz, development, summer, conversation, embrace

Dry Crik Rview: Summer-Fall 1993

John C. Dofflemyer

FC 11 D-20

Laurie Wagner Buyer

October Evening

Up the ridge, into the sun, scrambling on this shale, I coach myself: don't run, stop sit, breath, slow, slower, think.. The cow elk's trail is long since

blood, twisted, echo, black timber

Dry Crik Rview: Summer-Fall 1993

John C. Dofflemyer

FC 11 D-20

Vess Quinlan

Alehandro's Dilemma

prose

Dry Crik Rview: Summer-Fall 1993

John C. Dofflemyer

FC 11 D-20

Bruce Embree

No Time

Stove creaks, bunkwood fire smokes after midnight sometime in June the relatives, aging hipsters and friends walked slowly up Webb Creek to see Roberta's ashes

wife, roundhouse, pay fee, steel fish

Dry Crik Rview: Summer-Fall 1993

John C. Dofflemyer

FC 11 D-20

Carlos Colon

Code Of The West

When toting a six-gun Justice is thine. To err is human to Andy, divine.

toting, human, divine, justice

Dry Crik Rview: Summer-Fall 1993

John C. Dofflemyer

FC 11 D-20

Art Coelho

Wetback Barley Soup, No Prayer

It was cold and foggy and they took shelter during the Christmas season; no candles burning bright where hightops trudged through the Wheatville adobe mud.

butcher knife, coyotes, farmer, boiled, imagine, smile

Dry Crik Rview: Summer-Fall 1993

John C. Dofflemyer

FC 11 D-20

Art Coelho

In The Home Of Solitude

A fire, racking lifeblood black, ashed an old wooden frame, and molten dark green hunks of glass answered sheaves of old ghosts: the zagged bits of lichen teeth on the rock foundation spit a splendid starkness,

witness, construction king, smoke, snow, impression, soundless

Dry Crik Rview: Summer-Fall 1993

John C. Dofflemyer

FC 11 D-20

Audrey Hankins

Shirts

Sewing saved her sanity nights when the jukebox kept him in town. With horses fed and babes tucked in, she fashioned shirts of art from yards of broken dreams.

distress flares, despair, mental health, dreams

Dry Crik Rview: Summer-Fall 1993

John C. Dofflemyer

FC 11 D-20

Willard Hollopeter

Woman Power

Now there's a crazy phenomenon a'sweepin' this old land, women wantin' to do the things always done by a man. I s'poze miz anthony started it, raisin' a ruckus, long time ago.

lawyer, blame, shame, party, feminism

Dry Crik Rview: Summer-Fall 1993

John C. Dofflemyer

FC 11 D-20

Kell Robertson

Naw I Don't Want To Ride In Your Posse's Parade And I Ain't Got A Horse No More

Once you've got cowboy deeply imbedded in your heart your're as branded as any steer-- I sometimes think they used a running iron so many times the marks on me are tangled a mess of lines

honorable, work, job, pay

Dry Crik Rview: Summer-Fall 1993

John C. Dofflemyer

FC 11 D-20

Andy Wilkinson

Driving At Night On The Planes

Driving at night on the plains is a dream, a dream in glitter and black vaseline, a dream of black-velvet Elvises hung like tapestries underneath bare bulbs strung

moon, slow-motion car, dreams, silent drill

Dry Crik Rview: Summer-Fall 1993

John C. Dofflemyer

FC 11 D-20

Andy Wilkinson

King-Of-The-Mountain

We stood atop the hill behind your house while your mother washed the supper dishes and watched the evening news. You surveyed round the mountain to the west, the sun

landmarks, explorer, palsied light, stars

Dry Crik Rview: Summer-Fall 1993

John C. Dofflemyer

FC 11 D-20

Andy Wilkinson

While There's A Little Sun

There'll always be work for a cowhand, especially while there's a little sun, never mind nine-to-fivers don't understand it ain't straight thinkin' to think it's done.

slicker, saddle, sun, bad weather

Dry Crik Rview: Summer-Fall 1993

John C. Dofflemyer

FC 11 D-20

Walt McLaughlin

Hungry Mouths

You think you rule the earth until a twig snaps loudly in dense alders behind you, in diminished twilight, stripping away your bravado.

skill, wilderness, proclaim, unseen beast