Sunday, May 26, 2019
Orv's Cowboy Poetry

Orv's Cowboy Poetry

Orv's Cowboy Poetry tells of the days of life on the ranch in Midwest America when horses were used for transportation, field work, Sunday-go-to-meetings, and more. Read cowboy poetry from our beloved Orv Alveshere who recalls the days and memories from his past growing up farming on the prairies of North Dakota. Revel in the glory days of the true cowboy. Take steps back into the history of rural farm life, when horses were the centerpiece of the ranch and instrumental in the survival of the families that built America.

Easter Sunrise Service at Hollywood Bowl By Orv Alveshere  OUTDOOR WORSHIP IMPRESSIVE FOR THOUSANDS Several interesting tickets came to my desk at work, Where my soldier duty was the...

 LOST BETWEEN BARN AND HOUSE IN A BLIZZARD -By Orv Alveshere- SNOW CAN FIND YOU:  CAN YOU FIND THE HOUSE? Luckily he had just arrived home to...

Knee-High to a Dapple Gray Team TOO SMALL TO PICK EGGS? Some hens laid their eggs in the horse manger; But to gather the eggs, would pose...

FIRST GRADE ANTICIPATION AND EXPECTATIONS By Orv Alveshere GREAT DEPRESSION AND DUSTY ‘30’S HEATS UP On a very dry August day the scorching harvest sun bore down...

FIRST CATTLE DOG WAS MY BUDDY -BY ORV ALVESHERE- YES, I DID KNOW “JACK” Some guy argued with an acid tongue and gave a personal attack. I was...

KNIFE SHARPER THAN MY WITS Never in my spry young life Expect to create a perfect knife. I sawed a two-inch sapling branch From the tree stand on...

I Admire the Grain Buyer BLESSED ARE THE PEACEMAKERS Tall grain elevators in ev'ry rural town. They cast a long evening shadow at sundown. Lessons in peacemaking from...

SAILOR’S LETTERS TO/FROM HOME Boot Camp, Then Out to Sea Dear Mom, It seems like only yesterday I unsaddled my horse, Patted my dog’s head, gave hugs, boarded...

Four Girls Lost in a Blinding White-Out Blizzard By Orv Alveshere   LEAVING 1-ROOM SCHOOL WITH HORSES The country prairies were laden with snow; There were snowdrifts by...

Welcome to Orv's Cowboy Poetry section where you will find newly released poems by our resident Cowboy Poet Orv Alveshere. Orv reminisces about his...

CHRISTMAS TITLE By Orv Alveshere -GREEN SCENE GIVERS- I have Christmas mem’ries where parents gave each, one special gift. Paying for land and livestock, it was a world...

CONVOLUTED  DISAPPEARING  ACT OF THREE RIDERS -By Orv Alveshere- HOW’D 3 HORSES DISAPPEAR WITH 3 RIDERS? In our early teens we literally lived for ‘half-past’ Sunday. We would...

WATCHING SNOW BANKS GET HIGHER IN ‘49      DID YOU RANK THAT SNOWBANK (BY THE YARD LIGHT)? I listened to this rancher’s tale of woe Regarding the...

THE CHICKS ARE IN THE MAIL by Orv Alveshere   RURAL FREE DELIVERY MAIL (RFD) AS ENVISIONED The summers had become breathlessly hot.  The century was ¼ old. The...

BAKING DISORDER -By Orv Avleshere - My mother made buns that were the world's best; We chose those homemade buns and left the rest. Sometimes she's up and...

by Orv Alveshere         RAISING, RACING AND REMINISCING An old adage claims we can enjoy incidents again through memories and written narratives.  A privilege we...

SOME HORSE DAYS SURPASS OTHERS   --By Orv Alveshere-- A BEAUTIFUL HORSE AND CHILDREN'S DAY-- A bustling 1800’s cowtown had been lovingly restored. Now a summer highlight, they won...

STRANGE VOICES: WERE THEY SPYING MARTIANS? VOICES CAME WAFTING OVER THE HILL It must have been in July, June or May. Such a strange tale I heard...

WILD DUCK EGGS HATCHED BY CLUCK-HEN WHAT KIND OF FOWL AM I?/MIXED-UP KID/SCRAMBLING EGGS One boring day at Grandparents farm, a lad climbed up to a...

Muddy Creek Saloon was Robbed By Mounted Thieves Dressed in Black Five riders paced nervously ‘round the bend; Now, what message would their black attire send? The...

    KOHLRABI GETS NO RESPECT DEJA VIEW OF VEGGIE PRODUCE PLATTER "Who threw the overalls in Mrs Murphy's chowder?" Nobody answered so she hollered all the louder. Who...

Girl Gets Three Retired Gift Horses  If Wishes Were Horses, Seekers Could Ride (Once upon a time) A young girl knew what she wanted: a horse...