FOLK COLLECTION 11: The Skaggs Foundation Cowboy Poetry Collection
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Poems of the West: The Spinner of Mists and On Sunset Paths
Lowry Nelson and Harrison R. Merrill
FC 11 N-02
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Harrison R. Merrill
The Song of the Chinook
Oooh! My warm breath sweeps the field of snow
Poems of the West: The Spinner of Mists and On Sunset Paths
Lowry Nelson and Harrison R. Merrill
FC 11 N-02
54
Harrison R. Merrill
Spring's Awakening
When Spring her banners spreads on high
Poems of the West: The Spinner of Mists and On Sunset Paths
Lowry Nelson and Harrison R. Merrill
FC 11 N-02
55
Harrison R. Merrill
The Spring Spirit
When patches on the earth appear, Through snow that's lain for weeks and weeks
Poems of the West: The Spinner of Mists and On Sunset Paths
Lowry Nelson and Harrison R. Merrill
FC 11 N-02
56
Harrison R. Merrill
When the Sap Begins to Start
When the sap begins to quicken, In the willers long the creek
Poems of the West: The Spinner of Mists and On Sunset Paths
Lowry Nelson and Harrison R. Merrill
FC 11 N-02
57
Harrison R. Merrill
Apple Blossoms
The apple blossoms white and pink, Sow perfume on the dreamy air
Poems of the West: The Spinner of Mists and On Sunset Paths
Lowry Nelson and Harrison R. Merrill
FC 11 N-02
58
Harrison R. Merrill
I Love the World
I love the world with all it scares, With all its clouds and rain
Poems of the West: The Spinner of Mists and On Sunset Paths
Lowry Nelson and Harrison R. Merrill
FC 11 N-02
60
Harrison R. Merrill
Mister Coyote
Mister Coyote, as you glide through the grass, Of the far-reaching meadows at dawn
Poems of the West: The Spinner of Mists and On Sunset Paths
Lowry Nelson and Harrison R. Merrill
FC 11 N-02
61
Harrison R. Merrill
Let 'Em Buck
When the broncs are caught and haltered
Poems of the West: The Spinner of Mists and On Sunset Paths
Lowry Nelson and Harrison R. Merrill
FC 11 N-02
63
Harrison R. Merrill
The Time for Me
When the leaves are turnin' yellow
Poems of the West: The Spinner of Mists and On Sunset Paths
Lowry Nelson and Harrison R. Merrill
FC 11 N-02
64
Harrison R. Merrill
The Smell of the Sage
Did you ever get a smell of the sage?
Poems of the West: The Spinner of Mists and On Sunset Paths
Lowry Nelson and Harrison R. Merrill
FC 11 N-02
65
Harrison R. Merrill
In September
In September what a glory, Crowns the hills and fills the vales
Poems of the West: The Spinner of Mists and On Sunset Paths
Lowry Nelson and Harrison R. Merrill
FC 11 N-02
66
Harrison R. Merrill
At Sunrise
Awake, little man, ho, ho, ho, can't you hear
morning
Poems of the West: The Spinner of Mists and On Sunset Paths
Lowry Nelson and Harrison R. Merrill
FC 11 N-02
68
Harrison R. Merrill
An Autumn Picture
Willows, Bending silently above a dreaming bay
Poems of the West: The Spinner of Mists and On Sunset Paths
Lowry Nelson and Harrison R. Merrill
FC 11 N-02
69
Harrison R. Merrill
The Lure of Bryce
The road to Bryce is calling, and the winds blow from the south
Passing Through
FC 11 N-03
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Howard L. Norskog
Passing Through
The night winds moan, and in the trees, The darkness has ascended
Passing Through
FC 11 N-03
2
Howard L. Norskog
Little Girls
Freckles on their little noses, Cheeks a blooming like a roses
Passing Through
FC 11 N-03
3
Howard L. Norskog
Diamond Studded Overshot
If there's drilling rigs in heaven, When it's time we all must go
afterlife
Passing Through
FC 11 N-03
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Howard L. Norskog
When One Is Gone
Even though when one is gone, The memories linger on
Passing Through
FC 11 N-03
5
Howard L. Norskog
Heaven Is a Rainbow
Somewhere there's a land that God calls his own
Passing Through
FC 11 N-03
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Howard L. Norskog
The One-Eared Cat
There beside the corner stands, A lady of the night
Passing Through
FC 11 N-03
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Howard L. Norskog
Where E're She Walks
The lights of heaven fall upon, Those lovely ones who care
Passing Through
FC 11 N-03
9
Howard L. Norskog
Under the Beaver Rim
Where the Sweetwater river is flowing, where the old west gained part of her fame
Passing Through
FC 11 N-03
10
Howard L. Norskog
Crossing the Street
Tenderly she takes my hand, As we are coming to the street, The cars and trucks roll by in smoke
Passing Through
FC 11 N-03
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Howard L. Norskog
The Angel Child
There lives a one, by the long tall tree, And man's the time she's conversed with me
Passing Through
FC 11 N-03
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Howard L. Norskog
The Storyteller
A little boy lives next to me, With small and pudgy hands, And I've often told him stories of the far and distant lands