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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
25718 The Song of the Hunter FC 11 L-40 63 Robert L. Laumeyer Why Poetry To create one thought of beauty; To bring one flower to bloom; To bring a new purpose to life To one who sees but gloom.
25719 The Song of the Hunter FC 11 L-40 64 Robert L. Laumeyer Reminiscence of Love Ah, tumultuous youth How the mind wanders back, To moods of warm sunshine Or the moods bleak and black. Oh the youth in love Has the hardest test. The world is bleak Or the world is best!
25720 The Song of the Hunter FC 11 L-40 65 Robert L. Laumeyer 'I' the Library Within my walls, I know I hold the greatest stories, men have told. Here are the great ideas men have taught. Surrounded by accounts, of ward he fought Here man's superstitions, old and new Are open to the readers endless review.
25721 The Song of the Hunter FC 11 L-40 68 Robert L. Laumeyer The Master Jester The joke is on us, and a good one too. We think our deep thoughts, of what we should do. We study and pray to do the right thing, When we think we didn't, Our hands we wring. We think life's serious, and we must do our best.
25722 The Song of the Hunter FC 11 L-40 68 Robert L. Laumeyer To Bonnie A perfect poem has haunted me All my wistful life You are the rhythm and the words You are my loving wife. (end)
25723 The Song of the Hunter FC 11 L-40 69 Robert L. Laumeyer Partners Partners we became In our early spring. Ah, how our new love Made our young hearts sing. Then in our summer Parent's work we tried; And partners we stood Working side by side.
25724 The Song of the Hunter FC 11 L-40 69 Robert L. Laumeyer Anniversary of Love Today makes me nostalgic For all the good ties we've had. You were such a pretty girl And I such a rambunctious lad. The God of love and laughter Has been our faithful friend. Do not fear the future. On our love, we can depend.
25725 The Song of the Hunter FC 11 L-40 70 Robert L. Laumeyer Eternal Love Somewhere beyond, my love, When from earthly vows, we are free. Our spirits will meet again And my soul, will still love thee. I shall court you with flowers. I will find for youthe perfect stone
25726 The Song of the Hunter FC 11 L-40 70 Robert L. Laumeyer The Eyes of the Heart Ah, sweetheart of so many years How kind time has been; For when I look at you now I see what I saw then. (end)
25727 The Song of the Hunter FC 11 L-40 71 Robert L. Laumeyer Come My Love Come my love - our passioins to renew Let me show you, how much I love you. The best of plots are best at the end. Let us the rest of life, on love depend. (end)
25728 The Song of the Hunter FC 11 L-40 71 Robert L. Laumeyer Ageless Love No one will ever know How love can be so strong; For there is not any age That cannot hear its song. no one should ever conclude That love is only for the young. It may well be for the old
25729 The Song of the Hunter FC 11 L-40 72 Robert L. Laumeyer My Wife and I in the Days of Yore My mind wanders back To when we were young. The first verse just started A whole song yet to be sung. Life was very different then On the dry Montana Plains. A life style that is gone now
25730 The Song of the Hunter FC 11 L-40 73 Robert L. Laumeyer Epilogue We met, we fell in love, we married, We raised a family by different means; And somehow without our knowing it The old life was gone, except for our dreams. (end)
25731 The Song of the Hunter FC 11 L-40 73 Robert L. Laumeyer Conflict Reason says be moderate In all things that you do. Then your peers will understand And praise the temperate you. Passions louder voice demands If it be fun, do all youc an. Now is the time to enjoy life.
25732 The Song of the Hunter FC 11 L-40 74 Robert L. Laumeyer Conflict Resolved Age can with a careful blend Teach us on neither to depend. The two must bve united Like the cross hairs of a sight. One must blend with the other Like twilight merges into night. Age, that kind old doctor Can put salve upon passions scars,
25733 The Song of the Hunter FC 11 L-40 74 Robert L. Laumeyer My Goal When I have gone to see My maker face to face. I want to be able to state. I made your world a better place. Your world I didn't remake. I didn't have the powers. I helped raise a family. I grew some pretty flowers.
25734 The Song of the Hunter FC 11 L-40 75 Robert L. Laumeyer Time and Rhyme Time flows inevitable. it's on a never ending course. It is not stayed by praise Nor is it dammed by remorse. We stand above on a cliff Watching this relentless stream flow. When our cliff is undercut
25735 The Song of the Hunter FC 11 L-40 76 Robert L. Laumeyer The Novelist We are all writing a novel. The title of the book Our Life. We fill in all the pages Withour successes and our strife. When each new day is completed, Then the next new page is turned. To the old page we can not add,
25736 The Song of the Hunter FC 11 L-40 76 Robert L. Laumeyer Youth and Death In the minds of the young It is only the old that die. The spring of life Is flowers, trees and sky. Youth is the creek in spring Teeming with life. It's a girl to kiss, Not children and wife. Its a life well started
25737 The Song of the Hunter FC 11 L-40 77 Robert L. Laumeyer Friend - Let it End When my enjoyment is over And my consciousness grows dim. Send this note to my doctor. 'Let him die! We love him." (end)
25738 The Song of the Hunter FC 11 L-40 77 Robert L. Laumeyer My Obituary Goodbye my friends, this is not a time to grieve, For the last thread of my life, I had to weave. You know all of my life I have wondered why It is, that man must live, and that man must die. Now I have the opportunity to learn,
25739 The Song of the Hunter FC 11 L-40 78 Robert L. Laumeyer My Memorial The ground that holds my body Is naught, but aplace of discard. I was, life, and thought, and being. You put buta frame in the graveyard. Changes should be easy to accept. We saw them in life most every day. That my being, parted from substance,
25740 The Song of the Hunter FC 11 L-40 78 Robert L. Laumeyer My Parents If you wonder, was I really bad? Just remember the parents I had. The image, of they who knew me first, Always kept me, from being my worst. (end)
25741 The Song of the Hunter FC 11 L-40 79 Robert L. Laumeyer A Philosophical Goodbye Idealist: When our words match our inner thoughts And we feel their truth to the core. There is no prize nor any praise, That can give us any more. Realist: Our handwriting is bad It even makes us squint;
25742 The Song of the Hunter FC 11 L-40 79 Robert L. Laumeyer Twilight Reflections My book of poetry I lay away. THe clikc 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 refleciton are life's food