Tag Archives: cowboys

Hoppy come home – January 28

1.28 Hop-Along-Cassidy smiled his hard smile, eyes like diamonds, so deadly and cool.   Hold it or else, were the words left unspoken no need to utter the message was clear.   Where has it gone now that either-or clearness … Continue reading

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Old cowboys – January 26

1.26.2016 Old cowboys make me happy   astride their movied range   I know they weren’t the real west   but I loved them just the same.   Good won out the bad guys fell   they always got us … Continue reading

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Intermittentcy – January 21

Hello friends, Some intermittentcy (is that a word?!) coming up this month, as my writing energies are channeling into a six week course on The Story of The Silver Screen Cowboys that I’m teaching at UofMinnesota’s OLLI program starting next … Continue reading

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goodbye ol’ paint – December 31

12.31.2015 Where did they ride to those heroes of our dreams   Hoppy, Roy, Gene and Ken Tex and Lash and Dean.   We wandered off our story changed the frontier changed and gleaned   We left old hope to … Continue reading

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old cowboy movies – December 8

12.8.2015 old cowboy movies flow across my screen   images of good guys bad guys shooting   at each other and indians n’ varmints   as if it was all a play and only   the few would remain. ———————

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riding with phantoms – August 25

8.25 In 1948 western heroes rode across screens so vivid I thought they were behind them. How could Roy be at the Capitol and then at the Paramount later on.   Grammy would hold my hand and buy us a … Continue reading

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chestnut mare – August 6

8.6 turning the corner I see a horse nobbing its head against the end of the fencing. the long neck rolls and twists, stretching then upward to flex the muscles while a subcutaneous shimmer washes back down towards its side. … Continue reading

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