The Wyoming Companion -- A Cowboy Poetry Bookshelf
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The Wyoming Companion -- A Cowboy Poetry Bookshelf |
The Wyoming Companion Copyright © 1994 - 2008. High Country Communications editor@wyomingcompanion.com. Address: The Wyoming Companion; Box 1111; Laramie, Wyoming 82073-1111; Where the Mustangs Show. From a Cowboy's Heart
by Michael "Coyote" Schroll.
Those who have been drawn to The Wyoming Companion for Cowboy Poetry are aware of the art of Michael Schroll. His work has enhanced our poetry pages for some time. We are, therefore, pleased and honored to introduce you to Michael's Book and CD, "Where the Mustangs Show. From a Cowboy's Heart."
This is a wonderful collection that should be part of anyone's growing library of Cowboy Poetry. The book not only contains the spirit of Michael's work, but the pages and cover are also graced by a painting by Bonnie Conrad of Utah, and photos by Robbie Larson of Cheyenne.
Cowboy Poetry is fun to read. It's fun to read aloud. And this collection comes with a BONUS. Since Cowboy Poetry is a "performance art", the book includes a CD with the poetry read by the author. What a delightful treat to enjoy the words interpreted by the author, complete with musical snippets and some appropriate sound effects.
Michael's work has the true tone of Cowboy Poetry. A rhyme and rhythm that is comforting and vivid. His voice is charismatic and calm and he paints pictures in our minds that put us in his words and put his words in us. You just want to invite him over for the evening to entertain.
"Where the Mustangs Show" has a special place on our shelf. Michael is a good friend whom we've never met, but with whom we'd love to sit a spell. Just to listen and enjoy. We will head up the trail to stand in line for the first edition of his next collection.
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Asserting Your Maleness
Ya see, I'm a progressive cowpoke,
And am open to anything that ain't wrong;
And I heard a seminar was being offered,
That would make weak men more strong.
Now I'm not meek by any means,
But do have some stress in my life;
So I felt I could use some learnin',
On how to stand up to my wife.
So when the class come to town,
I was the first there to claim my bag;
And I giggled like a schoolgirl,
When they handed me my name tag.
The experts spoke of male bonding,
Passiveness, submission, and such;
I'd never heard of a feminine side,
Or knew that men hugged that much!
It didn't take me too long to lose interest,
In this bunch of yellow bellied yuppies;
Not once was "ropin" mentioned,
Or "cow dogs you raised from puppies"!
I expected to hear phrases like,
"It's OK to fish on your wife's birthday";
And, "it's unethical to buy freshly killed flowers",
Or, "Valentines Day ain't a real holiday anyway"!
But instead I was agog and aghast,
At the blasphemy uttered that day;
How can you call yourself a man,
Bawlin' and a carryin' on that way?!!
But comin' away from the seminar
I decided I'm pretty well rounded;
And some of my preconceived stereotypes
Appeared to be mostly unfounded.
So I returned home again,
With a deeper appreciation for life;
Offered to do the evening dishes,
And then perfumed CPR on my wife!
But I couldn't let her think,
That I wasn't the only captain on this boat
So I made sure I put her in her place
And then I promptly passed her the remote!
© 2000 A.G. Nelson
