FOLK COLLECTION 11: The Skaggs Foundation Cowboy Poetry Collection

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Sky Humour

Sid Marty

FOLK COLL 11 M-68

Sid Marty

What Coyotes Fear

In this crazy heat there are figures on the far hills that could be trees, were trees but these things now are dancing leave the earth, that stony crest

coyotes, fear, light

Sky Humour

Sid Marty

FOLK COLL 11 M-68

Sid Marty

Steve

Steve is out in the raw wind sawing boards from a pallet salvaging hardwood to smoke some meat wasting nothing

neighbor, labor, skills

Sky Humour

Sid Marty

FOLK COLL 11 M-68

Sid Marty

Heartwood

So much deadwood in the willow

wood, sturdiness, deadwood

Sky Humour

Sid Marty

FOLK COLL 11 M-68

Sid Marty

As the Age Returns to Swords

Lift this crippled arm, try to ward off time, and winter - which is the mood of time

arm, injury, effort

Sky Humour

Sid Marty

FOLK COLL 11 M-68

Sid Marty

Shooting Stars

Voices fall silent one by one The stars are falling through the radio waves Those faces we studied those stories made our own

star, wish, song

Sky Humour

Sid Marty

FOLK COLL 11 M-68

Sid Marty

Joker's Stilts

The child could fly Didn't know his tethers when he owned the sky

stilts, child, joy

Sky Humour

Sid Marty

FOLK COLL 11 M-68

Sid Marty

The Rider With Good Hands

In the falling snow in the field below the garden A man and a horse are arguing about barrels in the yellow grass

rider, hands, dance

Sky Humour

Sid Marty

FOLK COLL 11 M-68

Sid Marty

After the Vernal Equinox

The wind is whooping it up The dead limbs come down from the cottonwood as I come up to the cabin

sky, season, wind

Sky Humour

Sid Marty

FOLK COLL 11 M-68

Sid Marty

Hands of My Fathers

They should be soft and supple these writer's hands But writing poems all day won't pay mechanic's wages

hands, musician, mechanic

Sky Humour

Sid Marty

FOLK COLL 11 M-68

Sid Marty

"How Can I Keep From Singing?"

Andy Suknaski's mandolin was a wine stained friend I cupped to my younger heart In the cold of the Rocky Mountain nights I held that strung gourd tight To keep the music warm To keep the thin wood springing

singing, instruments, guitar

Sky Humour

Sid Marty

FOLK COLL 11 M-68

Sid Marty

You Had to Be There

I've been to that town that he wrote so much about A man came out of the hotel at high noon, no other soul in sight Except for one mongrel dog lying in the street

secrets, main street, history

Sky Humour

Sid Marty

FOLK COLL 11 M-68

Sid Marty

Ballad of the Onion

At lunch we ordered salad Serene, and spare of build she gazed upon the legumes while her water glass was filled

onion, ballad, salad

Sky Humour

Sid Marty

FOLK COLL 11 M-68

Sid Marty

Another Blue Guitar

"I now begin to sing my way west" the prairie poet said, collect "Gonna sing my way across the plains and meet you at the mountain poet's funeral"

guitar, poetry, songs

Sky Humour

Sid Marty

FOLK COLL 11 M-68

Sid Marty

Mr. Ditty Wah Ditty

They put this washing machine in here to test my patience And when it started bopping and moaning crazily unbalanced once too often

washing machine, noise, ikea

Sky Humour

Sid Marty

FOLK COLL 11 M-68

Sid Marty

This Room

You've been gone from this room all season Clean up the yellowed papers Sweep the dead moths from the floor

age, moths, paper

Sky Humour

Sid Marty

FOLK COLL 11 M-68

Sid Marty

A Prayer in Lieu of Windchimes

There's a cap of cloud on the Livingstone Pushed by a waterfall of air cloud pours over that brim of rock The wind sleds down to the valley below to whoop-up gravel on the Burmis road which rattles, like hail, on a passing truck

chinook, fear, wind

Sky Humour

Sid Marty

FOLK COLL 11 M-68

Sid Marty

Roofing Time

It's time to fix that roof again householder. Time to try your hand, though do-it-yourself undoes the tradesmen

roof, repair, tools

Sky Humour

Sid Marty

FOLK COLL 11 M-68

Sid Marty

Human Heat

This human heat that radiates from bone to bone is the homely, homey part of love

heat, humanity, family

Sky Humour

Sid Marty

FOLK COLL 11 M-68

Sid Marty

So Much Outlives Us

So much outlives us: This photograph, this ring That rake out there, grown over with grass Your wallet with its plastic cards the dog tags of the middle class

history, gifts, memory

Sky Humour

Sid Marty

FOLK COLL 11 M-68

Sid Marty

The Complainer

Did I complain of your untidy ways? You're gone five days I leave the room exactly as you left it

complaint, mess, underwear

Sky Humour

Sid Marty

FOLK COLL 11 M-68

Sid Marty

Putting up Wood

Seeing a wisp of grey beside those eyes that blaze with love of living, makes him grieve

love, flirt, wood

Sky Humour

Sid Marty

FOLK COLL 11 M-68

Sid Marty

To Touch Once More

To touch once more these things I love Flower, branch and stem and be touched back Enclosed by the green heart of love

life, plants, death

Sky Humour

Sid Marty

FOLK COLL 11 M-68

Sid Marty

Earth Day

I should have stayed at home Little kids with face paint People playing homemade drums badly I'm glad it gives them joy

earth day, nature, natives

Sky Humour

Sid Marty

FOLK COLL 11 M-68

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Sid Marty

Moab

If love alone could stop you growing old This desert dryness would dissolve Like Phoenix in the rain, when the red waddies flush, and a brand new bridge goes down

desert, rain, winter

Gary McMahan in Poetry & Song

Gary McMahan

FOLK COLL 11 M-70

Gary McMahan

The Ol' Double Diamond

The old Double Diamond lay out east of Dubois in the land of the buffalo, and the aucitoneer's gavel rapped and it rattled, as I watched the old Double Diamond go.

ranch, aution, cattle