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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.

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IDBook TitleComposerIndexPagesAuthorPoem TitleFirst LinesKeywords
25392 Rhymes Along the Way FC 11 L-39 82 Robert L. Laumeyer On War When the old men argue it's the young men who die. Be it in Vietnam or under desert sky. Politics and power, ideology or gold, when the old men argue they young men will grow cold. Be it the price of crude, or how to worship God
25393 Rhymes Along the Way FC 11 L-39 83 Robert L. Laumeyer On Time A hundred years is long to frail and mortal man, but it is but a moment to rocks, the streams, the land. Man feels he dominates, with things he wants his way. He dams, he mines, and he plows.
25394 Rhymes Along the Way FC 11 L-39 84 Robert L. Laumeyer Moonlight and Wedded Bliss The moon sailed over high above and flooded our room with light. Beside me lay the one I love, her lovely face looked white. Around her face her dark hair hung as she snuggled close to me.
25395 Rhymes Along the Way FC 11 L-39 85 Robert L. Laumeyer Are You There? Are you there and do you care? Do you have room for me? I'm lost in a world, the smallest needle in the forest's largest tree. To whom do I account? Do I really count? Do you have room for me? I'm a tiny grain of the finest sand covered by the sea.
25396 Rhymes Along the Way FC 11 L-39 86 Robert L. Laumeyer Poet's Fame Plaques are flattering and prizes are fun. We all want to be number one. The sprinter knows praise will not change how good or bad his race was run. Long afte a poet is dead some poem that he wrote may be read.
25397 Rhymes Along the Way FC 11 L-39 86 Robert L. Laumeyer Epilogue Long after the poet is dead will live the wise words that he said. No praise nor acclaimed fame will cause foolish words to remain.
25398 Rhymes Along the Way FC 11 L-39 87 Robert L. Laumeyer Not Alone Oh, he does not live alone. He lives in a house with books. And he has brillant friends on every shelf he looks. They tell him their special thoughts through essay, fiction, or poem. That's why he likes his friends and keeps them in his home.
25399 Rhymes Along the Way FC 11 L-39 88 Robert L. Laumeyer Election 2000 - I Liked Ike Through time's distant haze I crawled thorugh the maze to party I could cheer. Not the talk of hate or who was whose mate. A party we held dear. A war hero we could cheer. The elephant walk was proud. Much choice was allowed. Taxes made, bills were paid.
25400 Rhymes Along the Way FC 11 L-39 89 Robert L. Laumeyer Charlie God only sent you to us for such a little while, but we learned to love you and your angelic smile. God needed another angel so He took you to His home. We know He loves you hearly but we feel so much alone.
25401 Rhymes Along the Way FC 11 L-39 90 Robert L. Laumeyer Charlie's Smile The message in my grandson's smile - be happy, love, people, have fun. Do it now, do not delay. Who knows when life's time is done?
25402 Rhymes Along the Way FC 11 L-39 90 Robert L. Laumeyer Charlie's Memorial We came to honor Charlie's life, the seedling that didn't become a tree. We are filled with grief and anger that his life came without a gurantee. But before we become too angry or before we cry too deep
25403 Rhymes Along the Way FC 11 L-39 91 Robert L. Laumeyer Death Of A Seedling Of all the woes this world knows we have no scale to weigh. We can't compare our sorrow now with our grief of yesterday. We can cry with our hearts and we can cry with our eyes. we feel we suffer the most when a little child dies.
25404 Rhymes Along the Way FC 11 L-39 91 Robert L. Laumeyer A Request Oh, mother, the love of my youth, my daughter has sent you her son. Now Please do all the things for him that for me you have already done.
25405 Rhymes Along the Way FC 11 L-39 92 Robert L. Laumeyer Sorrow We cannot measure sorrow. We know more of cousin pain. Her little sister, sadness, how much would she have to gain? Sorrow can't be quantified though it fills our total soul. To take over our being is sorrow's
25406 Rhymes Along the Way FC 11 L-39 92 Robert L. Laumeyer The Plan If we comprehend God's great master plan we are surely gods or He is merely man.
25407 Rhymes Along the Way FC 11 L-39 93 Robert L. Laumeyer The Hunter Will Sleep One of these days, and it won't be long, the hunter will sing the last of his song. It may be we'll hear songs of lament sung by his family, sad that he went. He'd hoped kin knew some of his rhyme
25408 Rhymes Along the Way FC 11 L-39 93 Robert L. Laumeyer Epilogue Oh, we will bury the hunter but we will not bury his rhyme, for his thoughts came from the ages and may live on the pages of time.
25409 Rhymes Along the Way FC 11 L-39 93 Robert L. Laumeyer --His Epitaph-- Here lies the hunter, may his work live. He gaves us the best had to give.
25410 Rhymes Along the Way FC 11 L-39 94 Robert L. Laumeyer The House Inspector Mrs. Bee Bee The younger mother was very proud of the first job she had won. He sociology degree meant her college work was done. She went to visit Oldski's house. The old man lived all alone. She would find out if he could cope
25411 Rhymes Along the Way FC 11 L-39 96 Robert L. Laumeyer Epilogue To some, to be a fool comes naturally, others it may take a college degree.
25412 Rhymes Along the Way FC 11 L-39 96 Robert L. Laumeyer Life Allotment A short pause between what was before and what will come after forever more. A tiny dot on the page of time. All that is known for sure, this time is mine. No say when to end what was before. Scant control when to start forever more.
25413 Rhymes Along the Way FC 11 L-39 97 Robert L. Laumeyer Another Book Another book has been written. It's almost too much work to be fun. But I find it fills me with pride when I see another book is done. From every book I have written I feel a great deal has been learned.
25414 Rhymes Along the Way FC 11 L-39 97 Robert L. Laumeyer 1980 The Rounder's Prayer Making mistakes breeds forgiveness, and sinners are often more kind than those who live by righteousness and a hell of a lot easier to find.
25415 Rhymes Along the Way FC 11 L-39 98 Robert L. Laumeyer Twilight Reflections My book of poetry I lay away. The click of the switch marks the close of the day. Alone in the dark, with time to think, as if of life to take one long drink. And savor the flavor, so eminently brewed, for thought and reflection are life's food.
25416 Rhymes Along the Way FC 11 L-39 98 Robert L. Laumeyer Think If any of my poems got you to think, then you have filled my heart with glee. The objective was to inspire thought not to make you agree with me.