Songs of the Sage
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Curley Fletcher’s poems have been passed down through generations of cowboys, recited around campfires, learned and relearned. Fletcher wrote for the lovers of the great open spaces—the mountains, valleys, and deserts that form the Empire of the West.
Curley Fletcher’s poems have been passed down through generations of cowboys, recited around campfires, learned and relearned. Fletcher wrote for the lovers of the great open spaces—the mountains, valleys, and deserts that form the Empire of the West.
Carmen William “Curley” Fletcher was born in San Francisco in 1892 and grew up in Bishop, California. He is most famous for the poem “The Cowboy’s Prayer.” Hal Cannon was the first director of the Western Folklife Center in Elko, Nevada, and founder of the Elko Cowboy Poetry Gathering. He lives in Salt Lake City.
When Desert Flowers Bloom Tonight, in this big busy city, So far from the home I have know, I am filled with a sadness and longing- Mid thousands I am lost and alone.I am pining for my old desert homestead, Where the moon and the stars shine so bright; To again smell the sang and the greasewood, While the coyotes howl through thre night. When the flowers of the desert are blooming, And the swallow is building its nest, Where the high guardian peaks are a-looming, O”er my old desert home in the west.There soon again, I ”ll be drifting, When the hummingbird takes to the wing, Where the restless sands are a-shifting, When the desert flowers bloom in spring. I long for the creak of the saddle, And I yearn for the touch of the reins, I pine for the buzzing sidewinder, And the free running blood in my veins. I listen for the call of the eagle,and the music of the myraid things: I crave for the drink of the water that flows from the alkalinesprings. I miss the blessings and the hardship, The freedom of the wild desert lands: And I miss the mirage that pictures A beautiful lake on its sands. I am going back to the homestead, I am couting the days, every one: Till again I can gaze in the distance At an amber and gold setting sun.
Preface ……………………………………………………………………………………9The Tome of Time ………………………………………………………………..18Foreword ………………………………………………………………………………20The Strawberry Roan …………………………………………………………….23Yavapai Pete …………………………………………………………………………..27Chuck-Wagon Blues ………………………………………………………………30The Saga of Borax Bill …………………………………………………………..32Lonesome Days ……………………………………………………………………..37The Cowboy’s Soliloquy ………………………………………………………..40Tioga Jim ………………………………………………………………………………42The Sheep-Herder’s Lament ………………………………………………….46The Pot Wrassler ……………………………………………………………………48When Desert Flowers Bloom ………………………………………………..50The Painted Trail …………………………………………………………………..52The Cowboy’s Prayer …………………………………………………………….55The Ridge Running Roan ……………………………………………………..59The Saddle Tramp ………………………………………………………………….64The Desert Rat ……………………………………………………………………..66The Cow Pony’s Lament ……………………………………………………….70They Flyin’ Outlaw ………………………………………………………………..72Mountain Meadow Memories ………………………………………………77Last of the Thundering Herd ………………………………………………..78Wild Buckeroo ……………………………………………………………………..80The Valley of Listless Dreams ………………………………………………..82Meditation …………………………………………………………………………….84
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