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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
25886 Stubby Pencil Poems of Rural Livin' Doin's FC 11 G-41 45 G.B. Griffith Pesky Red Ants Part custom, part instinct I'd just have to guess. Their inquisitive nature or an equine rule. bites, pain, relief
25889 Stubby Pencil Poems of Rural Livin' Doin's FC 11 G-41 49 G.B. Griffith That Old Corral Gate It ain't much to look at with all of its scratches and dents. But I'll never replace it, no matter how beat-up it may become. pasture, gate, corral
25888 Stubby Pencil Poems of Rural Livin' Doin's G.B. Griffith FC 11 A-41 47 G.B. Griffith Scotty's Corner Standing in the corner of the corral, alone, hat off, staring down at the dirt. Remembering the horse buried eight feet down, underneath my boots. death, horse, friend
25890 Stubby Pencil Poems of Rural Livin' Doin's FC 11 G-41 51 G.B. Griffith The Hitching Rail I put in a hitching rail next to the loading doors on the barn years ago. It's made out of three peeler cores; two posts along with the top rail. old equipment, hard work, lasting use
25891 Stubby Pencil Poems of Rural Livin' Doin's FC 11 G-41 53 G.B. Griffith The Water Trough Time comes often for the need to clean out the horses' water trough. moss, and the goo that collects at the bottom. clean, chores, moss
25892 Stubby Pencil Poems of Rural Livin' Doin's FC 11 G-41 55 G.B. Griffith Trail Trolls they lurk behind the shortest of bushes or under the smallest of rocks. horses are their favorite prey and can swallow 'em up whole and leave not a trace. trail troll, disquise, danger
25893 Stubby Pencil Poems of Rural Livin' Doin's FC 11 G-41 57 G.B. Griffith Homesteading Mallards There is a-flock of wild mallards at the place, living on the pond. Mallard drakes dressed in their fancy color suits. ducks, ducklings, pond
25894 Stubby Pencil Poems of Rural Livin' Doin's FC 11 G-41 59 G.B. Griffith Morning Procession Slept in late, I know there's going to be trouble. I punched on the coffee, and saw the mallards all gathered on the driveway. sleeping in, feeding animals, frustration
25895 Stubby Pencil Poems of Rural Livin' Doin's FC 11 G-41 60 G.B. Griffith Manure Movin' Tradition It's our Manure movin' Tradition. Horses make it and i make it disappear. A Much needed hygienic condition. manure, smell, steams
25896 Stubby Pencil Poems of Rural Livin' Doin's FC 11 G-41 62 G.B. Griffith Tractor Philosopher White Top is near knee high, all along the west side of the property fence. burr Sage has spread throughout the horses' corral. tractor, operating philosphy, problem solver
25897 Stubby Pencil Poems of Rural Livin' Doin's FC 11 G-41 64 G.B. Griffith Tree in the Pond A big wind came up the valley, like a mighty fright train. The trees were all fully leaved, especially the ones at the pond. nature, weather, trees
25898 Stubby Pencil Poems of Rural Livin' Doin's FC 11 G-41 66 G.B. Griffith Hosting Owls Owls take to our place when it's time to hatch and raise their brood. Tall trees and abandoned rave's nests come in quite handy when it's time for a family. owls, human touch, anger
25899 Stubby Pencil Poems of Rural Livin' Doin's FC 11 G-41 68 G.B. Griffith Spike One cold spring morning while on my way out to feed. There was a small white object under the large fir tree. owlet, Great Horned owl, friend
25900 Stubby Pencil Poems of Rural Livin' Doin's FC 11 G-41 70 G.B. Griffith Dead Horse Tree It stands alone, that gnarled up old juniper tree. Though it bears witness to a story it must forever keep. special place, death, spirit
25901 Stubby Pencil Poems of Rural Livin' Doin's FC 11 G-41 71 G.B. Griffith Lonesome Holding Pen Line posts that lean from rot, some of them nearly to the core. four strands of barbed wire, now sagging from years of neglect. equipment, old, history
25902 Stubby Pencil Poems of Rural Livin' Doin's FC 11 G-41 73 G.B. Griffith No Answers There The old man stared into the flames for the answers he hoped were there. He stoked up the campfire but it didn't improve his view. drinking, despair, depression
25903 Stubby Pencil Poems of Rural Livin' Doin's FC 11 G-41 75 G.B. Griffith No Cowboy Hat It's no cowboy hat for me. I ain't a cowboy. Never have been; never claimed to be. cowboy, hat, earned
25904 Stubby Pencil Poems of Rural Livin' Doin's FC 11 G-41 77 G.B. Griffith Old Time Cowboy His hands are sore from being broken years ago. Most of his fingers are crooked and curled. count it to his work and not enough rest. elder, respect, soul
25905 Stubby Pencil Poems of Rural Livin' Doin's FC 11 G-41 79 G.B. Griffith Pard'ners Crippled up old cowboy, so bent up he just can't ride no more. Up early every morning, coffee's made, oatmeal's cooking on the stove. old, life, sore
25906 Diary of a Cow Camp Cook: Or Buckaroos Around a Campfire Beats a Full House FC 11 H-55 15 Linda Vinson Hussa May 17 Boots and saddles! The spirit of a horse soldier's reveille will start the day for guest riders and buckaroos on the Spanish Springs spring cattle drive. buckaroos, cattle drive, Spanish Springs
25907 Diary of a Cow Camp Cook: Or Buckaroos Around a Campfire Beats a Full House FC 11 H-55 19 Linda Vinson Hussa May 18 The next morning work begins in earnest. The desert's dust must be washed out of the chuckwagon, which is kitchen, pantry, and bedroom, to prepare for its maiden voyage. cattle drive, packing, preperation
25908 Diary of a Cow Camp Cook: Or Buckaroos Around a Campfire Beats a Full House FC 11 H-55 25 Linda Vinson Hussa May 19 Still tethered to civilization by house and bathroom, the string breaks right after breakfast. Some seem nervous about the experience, the strange horse, the others. High Rock Lake, Fly Canyon, Camp McGarry
25909 Diary of a Cow Camp Cook:Or Buckaroos Around a Campfire Beats a Full House FC 11 H-55 29 Linda Vinson Hussa May 20 The trail to Little Smoky is short by nasty through some mega-sage, with trunks as big around as a wrestler's waist and higher than your head ahorseback. Little Smoky, riders, weather
25910 Diary of a Cow Camp Cook: Or Buckaroos Around a Campfire Beats a Full House FC 11 H-55 33 Linda Vinson Hussa May 21 Dr. John takes a dip. Dudes -2, buckaroos -1. Who would think that you could mire down in this desert? But let a spring flow or seep over the sandy loam for a century or two and you'll get a bottomless bog. desert, spring, music
25911 Diary of a Cow Camp Cook:Or Buckaroos Around a Campfire Beats a Full House FC 11 H-55 41 Linda Vinson Hussa May 22 It is Monday in every sense. Flat tires and stubborn engines remind us that even machines can assert their individuality. Two Dot has to ride in the front of the Suburban with us, and the jostling of the road sets her system humming. old camp, riders, prepared