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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
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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
27384 Dry Crik Rview: Summer-Fall 1993 John C. Dofflemyer FC 11 D-20 67 William J. Mackey I'm Where The Action Is It's too bad so sad, It had to turn out his way - not for me but you. sad, unfortunate, wrong
27385 Dry Crik Rview: Summer-Fall 1993 John C. Dofflemyer FC 11 D-20 67 William J. Mackey Another Day For This Strong! You wish for a better world, you mean for a different world, but it will never change. The beat goes on with or without you! wish, world, changes, without
27386 Dry Crik Rview: Summer-Fall 1993 John C. Dofflemyer FC 11 D-20 68 Annette Le Box Pardners Lynn and me were good girls once virgins at twenty-three proudly offering our purity like homebaked bread while the range-fed men wandered, we stayed home & dreamed of going all the way only to be disappointed. cowgirls, moon, bullseye, whiskey, smile
27387 Dry Crik Rview: Summer-Fall 1993 John C. Dofflemyer FC 11 D-20 70 John C. Dofflemyer Sierra Lake Girl My sense of the river spills over granite smoothed to narrows beneath a Sierra lake, some generic snow-shored scoop hidden some from the sun - but half-lined with pine shade high enough that tamaracks twist reasonable, shield, trust, safety
27388 Dry Crik Rview: Summer-Fall 1993 John C. Dofflemyer FC 11 D-20 71 John C. Dofflemyer The Creek The coming & going of the creek with Woodducks, the feathered chatter, the mini-flood of floating deadfall, the bleached-moss-cobbled skull caps steamed stiff & dry dictate more than watergaps. canyons, friends, sensitivity, poetry, hide, hill
27389 Dry Crik Rview: Summer-Fall 1993 John C. Dofflemyer FC 11 D-20 72 Max Peters Two Thousand Miles From Dennis Levine I wish I was back on the ranch near Great Falls, Montana, spittin' snoose into the Missouri River over a red bandanna, watchin' crows chase a hawk back u pinto a ravine, two thousand miles from Dennis Levine. Treasure, jump-start, job, money
27390 Dry Crik Rview: Summer-Fall 1993 John C. Dofflemyer FC 11 D-20 73 Max Peters Boots In The Oven There's no end to the vanity of poets and singers, Journalists, novelists, promoters and thinkers. There's no ned to the bull and there's no way to fix it: you can put your boots in the oven, but that don't make them biscuits. risk, tickets, opinions, minions
27391 The Lavonne Houlton Compendium: Ponies, Poetry and Prose FC 11 G-42 151 Janet Gingold Cold Creek Remembered (1958) One summer day, in my sixteenth year, I called my horse and gathered my gear, and stood by the pasture gate to see the little bay gallop up to me. Her tail flowed out like a silken banner, courage, hay, dream, heart, grain, corral
27392 The Lavonne Houlton Compendium: Ponies, Poetry and Prose FC 11 G-42 153 Janet Gingold Joseph (1959) He was tired, and worn and worried; They had come such a very long way. And his eyes filled with weary frustration at the close of this troublous day. He had searched through the town for a lodging, manager, infant, future, hillsides, smile
27393 The Lavonne Houlton Compendium: Ponies, Poetry and Prose FC 11 G-42 154 Janet Gingold No Sale (1960s) Well! I got so mad this mornin' that it almost spoilt my day! I rode down to see my neighbor about buyin' up hi hay; But when I got to his corral I saw an ugly sight: He was "breakin' in" a bronco, and he had him snubbed down tight. sweat, death, pride, pain, twist
27394 The Lavonne Houlton Compendium: Ponies, Poetry and Prose FC 11 G-42 155 Janet Gingold A Sheltie Will Do (1960s) There are small dogs and big dogs, and middle-sized too, but for dogs of just-right size a sheltie will do. There are sweet dogs, and mean dogs, and placid ones too. faithful, love, meadow, friend, hearts
27395 The Lavonne Houlton Compendium: Ponies, Poetry and Prose FC 11 G-42 156 Janet Gingold A Journey Into Yesterday (1962) I felt it when I reached the hill - the tug of bygone days - forsooth, my heart remembers still it's long-lost childhood ways. My eyes rejoice to see once more this earth of rich, red hue; I know it as I did before - remember, rule, grace, treats
27396 The Lavonne Houlton Compendium: Ponies, Poetry and Prose FC 11 G-42 160 Janet Gingold Spring Love (1962) "In Spring a young man's fancy turns to thoughts of love," they say, but i'm a little different, 'cause my mind don't work that way. In Spring I think of new-born lambs, green grass, flowers, sparkling skies, rich
27397 The Lavonne Houlton Compendium: Ponies, Poetry and Prose FC 11 G-42 161 Janet Gingold What Grandma Told Me (1964) "There's a big old pine on yonder hill, that stands out black when the moon is yeller, and there, long ago, when nights was still, I'd go for to meet my blue-eyed feller. Me, ridin' up on my small bay mare,
27398 The Lavonne Houlton Compendium: Ponies, Poetry and Prose FC 11 G-42 163 Janet Gingold Town and Country (1965) Oh, a man gets might tired when he's workin' on the range, and sometimes he'd like to settle down in comfort for a change, with an eight-to-five position and a cozy little home, with a car and boat and workshop,
27399 The Lavonne Houlton Compendium: Ponies, Poetry and Prose FC 11 G-42 165 Janet Gingold No Home On The Range (1967) Well, I spent the whole day Sunday out a-lookin' for the range, but i couldn't seem to find it, for there's been a lot of change. Where we used to pen the cattle there's a string of new motels,
27400 The Lavonne Houlton Compendium: Ponies, Poetry and Prose FC 11 G-42 166 Janet Gingold Ace (1968) He was just a skinny stud colt, all leggy, scared and black, and I won him in a card game, on aces, back to back. All the feller sorta chuckled when I brought him home that night, and I felt a bit embarrassed
27401 The Lavonne Houlton Compendium: Ponies, Poetry and Prose FC 11 G-42 170 Janet Gingold A Brighter Day (1969) She fell asleep one quiet dawn, and awoke to a brighter day, in The Land of Fresh Beginnings, with the pain all swept away. and her eyes went wide with wonder as her understanding grew,
27403 The Lavonne Houlton Compendium: Ponies, Poetry and Prose FC 11 G-42 171 Janet Gingold The Wreck Of Buckboard Number Nine (1969) I was making a hand at the old T-Bar-C in the autumn of nineteen-o-nine, just a kid from the city, and one mighty green, bust so sure I could make it just fine. I had milked me a cow, and I'd rode me a horse
27404 The Lavonne Houlton Compendium: Ponies, Poetry and Prose FC 11 G-42 174 Janet Gingold Doby (1970) I braided as strip of his soft, white mane, then tenderly put it away; and i found, as many have done before, that "Goodbye" is so hard to say. His body was weak, and his eyes were dim,
27405 The Lavonne Houlton Compendium: Ponies, Poetry and Prose FC 11 G-42 175 Janet Gingold Norway Victorious (1989) They used to hide away their flags, and hide their hearts as well; but what is hidden still exists, as anyone can tell. who once were freedom's oldest friends invaders now had bound;
27406 The Lavonne Houlton Compendium: Ponies, Poetry and Prose FC 11 G-42 176 Janet Gingold Ern Pedler (1914-1989) Out of the shadows a lone man rode; "Twas a Morgan Horse that the man bestrode, chestnut coat and a gleaming hide, a prancing step and a look of pride. A stallion he was, with spirit strong,
27407 The Lavonne Houlton Compendium: Ponies, Poetry and Prose FC 11 G-42 177 Janet Gingold The Beauty Of Words (1989) I love the sound of words, like heather, pomander and spice, I love the singing sound of words, like hyacinth and paradise. I love the scented sound of words,
27408 The Lavonne Houlton Compendium: Ponies, Poetry and Prose FC 11 G-42 178 Janet Gingold Grown Old (2002) The saddle gathers dust these days, the bridle's on the wall, the barn has lost the scent of hay, there's no horse in the stall. My boots have truly lost heir shine, my chaps have gotten stiff,
27409 The Lavonne Houlton Compendium: Ponies, Poetry and Prose FC 11 G-42 180 Janet Gingold The Best Laid Plans (2003) I never intended to be an old cowpoke. I planned to be richer than Midas by far. I meant to start out with a few head of cattle. I truly believed I could lasso a star! but all of my plans seemed to soon come a-cropper.