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John Yaws
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0 posted 01-15-2000 09:46 PM       View Profile for John Yaws   Email John Yaws   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to Submit your Poem to Passions   Click to visit John Yaws's Home Page   View IP for John Yaws

John Coulter, and Kit Carson, and Jedidiah Smith
Name’s loom large in history, proportionate with myth.
But when it comes to Mountain men, there’s one outshines them all-
To hear him spoken of, my friend, you’d think him ten feet tall.
He went West as a youngster, apprenticed, ran away...
And knew the country from the North, far South to Sante Fe-
Compared to him the others seemed so civilized and tame-
Old Gabe was what they called him, Jim Bridger was his name.
He trapped the streams for beaver, and caught them, not a few-
And played a second hand to none, when comes to taking plew..
The Indians knew and feared him, and from his path fought shy-
His skill was monumental, to face him was to die...
They say he spoke to Custer, And told him very plain,
“The Sioux’ve riz up agin you, to face them is insane”.
Custer brushed aside advice from this old mountain man-
And fighting Gall, and Crazy Horse; he lost his whole command.
I guess the arrow wasn’t fletched, nor bullet molded, friend-
Which could fell Jim Bridger and bring about his end-
But that great equalizer, the heavy hand of time....
Put a stagger in his step, a fog within his mind.
His like we’ll never see again, they weren’t like me and you-
I’d like to think they all have gone to that great “Rendevous”-
He loved those Rocky Mountains, and gave to them his life...
A trusty Hawken rifle, and a keen Green River knife.
But as you drive the freeways, and climb the grades today-
Remember well that men like Jim, and Jed once paved the way.

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Rus Bowden
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1 posted 01-16-2000 12:39 AM       View Profile for Rus Bowden   Email Rus Bowden   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Rus Bowden

Hi Gunslinger,

This is an American West treat indeed.  Thank for sharing this bit of history.  Well done meter and rhyme, superb.  To be read out loud.

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2 posted 01-17-2000 02:11 PM       View Profile for RainbowGirl   Email RainbowGirl   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit RainbowGirl's Home Page   View IP for RainbowGirl

I always know I'll enjoy the read..


 Don't ask me where I'm going, just listen when I'm gone and far away you'll hear me singing softly to the dawn.

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3 posted 01-18-2000 12:02 AM       View Profile for Denise   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Denise

I agree! An excellent read!!  


And slight is the sting of his trouble
Whose winnings are less than his worth;
For he who is honest is noble,
Whatever his fortunes or birth.~~~Alice Cary, ~Nobility~

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4 posted 01-18-2000 12:10 AM       View Profile for bsquirrel   Email bsquirrel   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for bsquirrel

This deserves a twangy guitar in the background -- and I mean that with reverence. You are a natural storyteller, with talents that could be envied if they weren't so darn fun to be around.   Thanks!

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5 posted 01-18-2000 04:00 AM       View Profile for Echo Rhayne   Email Echo Rhayne   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Echo Rhayne

Well you've done it again!  BRAVO *clap clap clap*  You said it very well, very well indeed!

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6 posted 01-18-2000 08:18 AM       View Profile for Meadowmuse   Email Meadowmuse   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit Meadowmuse's Home Page   View IP for Meadowmuse

Gunslinger...I could've sworn I responded to this the other day, because I remember reading it aloud, but looks like I missed posting it. Anyhoo, it's a wonderfully crafted tale! Your work is always a treasure!

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7 posted 01-18-2000 08:39 AM       View Profile for Elizabeth Santos   Email Elizabeth Santos   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Elizabeth Santos

This sounds like a Johnny Cash song. In fact if you read back over it, thinking in his voice, it is a Johnny Cash song. And only gunslinger could write it.
Another great story
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8 posted 01-19-2000 09:03 AM       View Profile for Mike   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Mike

Splendid effort.  Have attended the local rendevous on occasion.  An often overlooked
aspect of our history; a small group of men who played a vital role in establishing the west.  Other than that, just a great poem.
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9 posted 01-19-2000 12:39 PM       View Profile for Danny Holloway   Email Danny Holloway   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Danny Holloway

Jim Bridger, what a life to lead.  One unavailable to modern man.  Where have the frontiers gone?
Enjoyed the story and the way it was written.

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10 posted 01-19-2000 12:49 PM       View Profile for suthern   Email suthern   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for suthern

"Let's drink to ole Jim Bridger.
Yes, lift your glasses high
As long as there's a USA
Don't let his memory die.
That he was making history
Never once occured to him
But I doubt if we'd have been here
If it weren't for men like Jim."

Well, Gunslinger... I'll have Johnny Horton singing in my mind all afternoon! *S* But I'll enjoy it... just as I enjoyed the poem! Great read!
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11 posted 01-19-2000 12:56 PM       View Profile for Martie   Email Martie   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit Martie's Home Page   View IP for Martie

I think if you were to write a history book more children would be reading.  Great job with this one Gunslinger, as always.
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