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FOLK COLLECTION 11: The Skaggs Foundation Cowboy Poetry Collection


Date of Items: 1890-present
Register Prepared by: Randy Williams and Susan Gross, April 2004
Register Updated by: Randy Williams, 23 December 2009
Excel database transfered to MYSQL and uploaded (replacing PHP data): Colin Jackson, Fall 2010
MYSQL database updated: Randy Williams, January 2012
Linear Feet:20


Historical Note & Provenance

Folk Coll 11 is Utah State University's cowboy poetry collection. The collection, originally created by a generation donation by the L. J. and Mary Skaggs Foundation, includes books gathered during a fieldwork project in the early 1980s to document cowboy poetry in the U.S. west (see Folk Coll 11f). From this important fieldwork project came the impetus for the first Cowboy Poetry Gathering held in January 1985 in Elko, Nevada. Since that time, each January, the Fife Folklore Archives staff take the collection and Access database (that details each book, poem, author, first line and key words), to the National Cowboy Poetry Gathering for offsite use. Through University purchases and generation donations from poets and collectors, this collection continues to grow.


Scope and Content

The collection consists of 20 linear feet of books on cowboy poetry, including press and self published works. The collection can be accessed through USU Libraries online catalog.


As well, poem titles and keywords found in each book in the collection are included in the database below. To use, type in the search term. Tip: Try and use an uncommon word from the poem to ensure less "hits." For instance, if you enter "boots" you will get many hits; but if you enter "bones" you will most liley get fewer "hits" or poems and find the item you seek faster. To return to the search page, click "home" at the bottom of the page.


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Poetry table.

First Previous Next Last
IDBook TitleComposerIndexPagesAuthorPoem TitleFirst LinesKeywords
24591 Scribblings FC 11 R-42 18 Norman Edward Rourke Somewhere Between Now and Then Somewhere between now and then, I wander blindly seeking that which I know only when My thoughts are free.
24592 Scribblings FC 11 R-42 19 Norman Edward Rourke Relief I am less because I choose to be, No more to strive in light shed Upon a gift that no one sees.
24593 Scribblings FC 11 R-42 20 Norman Edward Rourke Remains What remains when we leave this place, To remind others we were here? A name chiseled on cold hard stone, For those with time to care?
24594 Scribblings FC 11 R-42 21 Norman Edward Rourke Passing Days (For Stephanie & Shelia) The years have passed so quickly, It seems but yesterday When you became my daughter, And I took you home to stay.
24595 Scribblings FC 11 R-42 22 Norman Edward Rourke Pilgrim I'm but a pilgrim on this highway, Wandering far and all alone. Just a pilgrim on this highway, Looking for a place called home.
24596 Scribblings FC 11 R-42 23 Norman Edward Rourke Recall A cry of fear came from his mouth, As soon as he saw the face, With frightened eyes that told it all, He knew the time and place
24597 Scribblings FC 11 R-42 24 Norman Edward Rourke "I Do Not Believe" "I do not believe," he said, As the water began to rise, His face resigned to death.
24598 Scribblings FC 11 R-42 25 Norman Edward Rourke Judgement Day When I alone must face the end, Will I be brave and say: "My best I gave and tried for more "Until this Judgement Day?"
24599 Scribblings FC 11 R-42 26 Norman Edward Rourke Love Song Sing me a song to mend my heart, Let me rise above the gloom, Fill my soul with a special love, That will not leave me soon.
24600 Scribblings FC 11 R-42 27 Norman Edward Rourke Old Chair This old chair feels good to me, As on my porch I sit and see, Nature in its regality.
24601 Scribblings FC 11 R-42 28 Norman Edward Rourke Escape I am two, but seem as one, And change is made to fit, The circumstances of society To be a part of it.
24602 Scribblings FC 11 R-42 29 Norman Edward Rourke Empty There is no place that beckons me, No longer do the muses call, The days pass one to another.
24603 Scribblings FC 11 R-42 30 Norman Edward Rourke Dream Walker Dream walker beguiled by night, As through the mist she glides, Like gossamer sails billowing Before the rising tide.
24604 Scribblings FC 11 R-42 31 Norman Edward Rourke Chasing Orion We chased Orion across the twinkling sky, Together among the heavenly lights We searched.
24605 Scribblings FC 11 R-42 32 Norman Edward Rourke Album Pictures Life passes unseen by most, A blur of time without a host, Seasons come and seasons go, Scorching heat and falling snow.
24606 Scribblings FC 11 R-42 33 Norman Edward Rourke N/A The page is blank. There are no words That flow from pen so readily. While thoughts run wild, Amid the void that covers heavily.
24607 Scribblings FC 11 R-42 34 Norman Edward Rourke N/A Where go the years so swiftly by, As seasons pass in a flash? How is it so the time seems short When we became one at last?
24608 Scribblings FC 11 R-42 35 Norman Edward Rourke Faerie Queens Who Dance at Night Faerie Queens who dance at night, Have but a moment before the light Reveals their magic ways, Leaving silent misty days.
24609 Scribblings FC 11 R-42 N/A Norman Edward Rourke Stories Story poems can be short or long. There are no rules. Each has its own meaning.
24610 Scribblings FC 11 R-42 36 Norman Edward Rourke The King's Return I Within the walls of stone, Where all is damp and dark, Are men imprisoned for their lives, Who know not who they are.
24611 Scribblings FC 11 R-42 37 Norman Edward Rourke The King's Return II Out beyond the castle stone, Amid the misty night, A shadow turns to see Flames burning in the night.
24612 Scribblings FC 11 R-42 37 Norman Edward Rourke The King's Return III Years have gone, And still the tale is told: Of battles fought by common men For land and home to hold.
24613 Scribblings FC 11 R-42 38 Norman Edward Rourke Artist (For Pomona) She paints with colors hued of earth, Of things others do not see, Of vastness and lostness amid the space where winds blow strong and free.
24614 Scribblings FC 11 R-42 39 Norman Edward Rourke Conquistadors They conquered in the name of Grace, These men in helmets with blades of steel, Claiming all for Realm and Right, Bringing death and darkest night.
24615 Scribblings FC 11 R-42 40 Norman Edward Rourke She Called His Name She called his name, Hoping for reply, As there he lay; Surely he would die.