Cowboy Poetry
Cowboy Poetry By Rod Nichols (C) 2000 All Rights Reserved Just what is cowboy poetry I’ve many times been asked, why might a cowboy start to write, and will that writing last? I’ve had some time to ponder this as the years have drifted by, so if you’ll sit and rest a bit I’d sorta [...]
Cowboy In The Rain
Cowboy In The Rain By Rod Nichols (C)10/12/2001 All Rights Reserved Words don’t come easy when I try to explain the feelin’s I’m feelin’ whenever it rains, neath a tarp when it pours or a lean-to outdoors they’ll come on me sudden and always the same. A time for reflectin’ on livin’ I guess it [...]
In God’s Hands
In God’s Hands By Rod Nichols (C)2001 All Rights Reserved There was laughter and trail talk that evenin’ as the campfire had slowly grown dim, then the usual joshin’ and grumblin’ as the boys got themselves settled in. I could see by the small fire still burnin’ that one of the boys was up late, [...]
One-Of-A-Kind
One-Of-A-Kind By Rod Nichols (C) 6/15/2001 All Rights Reserved His laughter is what I remember, he’d rear back and just let ‘er go, one hand busy slappin’ his leggin’s, the other hand wavin’ like so. T’weren’t nothin’ he didn’t take note of, whenever, whereever he’d been, no man that he met was a stranger, and [...]
The Man at The Bar
The Man at The Bar By Rod Nichols (C) April 17, 2001 All Rights Reserved It was eight when I stopped by the barroom the usual crowd was on hand, some boys from the Bar-D and others had gathered to wind down again. For most of the boys it was payday and the end of [...]
Daybreak
Daybreak By Rod Nichols (C) 2000 All Rights Reserved Just before dawn and the sun coming on the campfire is blazing and bright, so I take from a pot black coffee real hot to shake off the chill from the night. The whole front of me is toasted and free while my backside is frozen [...]
Christmas Comes to Line Camp
Christmas Comes to Line Camp By Rod Nichols (C) 2000 All Rights Reserved There’s nuthin’ more lonesome, nor ragged, nor cramped than a back-country line shack on a long winter camp, but that was the choice made by old Miller Tige Who worked as a rider for the 1-Lazy-Y. Each season that followed the final [...]
Christmas Cards
Christmas Cards By Rod Nichols (C) 2000 All Rights Reserved I don’t know why it seems so hard To just select one Christmas card. But trust me, friends, when I confess That simple task is quite a test. It isn’t that there aren’t enough. In fact that’s why it gets so tough. Perhaps if there [...]
BOOT HEAVEN
BOOT HEAVEN By Rod Nichols (C) 2000 There’s a place I just know were worn-out boots go and it’s sort of a heaven for soles, ’cause they’ve faithfully done all was asked of them son, and remember for whom those boots tolled. In hard times and storm they kept our feet warm and with comfort [...]
