Hickok Poems - Poems about Hickok

...“I don’t splain myself,” Bill Hickok said before his Colts went off A dead man lying at his feet —his legend time embossed (Dreamsleep: January, 2022)......

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...Chapter 1; THE LIGHT THAT COULD NOT BE EXTINGUESHED They say that demons can be generational, that they can attach themselves to a family for decades with such a stronghold, that the individuals ......

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...This poem was written after I took a tour of the Little Bighorn Battlefield National Monument in Wyoming, the site of Custer's Last Stand. It was the year eighteen sixty-eight. The U.S. governmen......

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...Ever wonder where big ideas come from? Memories of FDR from newsreel clips - a lion-headed striking man with rakish grin, jaw jutting proudly, signature cigarette holder clenched in his tee......

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...Few now look back on those times that are gone When Hoodoo and Rudebaugh rode rough stock; When Clantons and Cowboys carved out Tombstone And the West was legend with Wyatt and Doc. There's Jes......

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...Sitting at the table, Ole Wild Bill Was playing with some cards, showing off his skill He was shot in the head, when the dealing was done Instead of Eights and Aces, He should have drawn a gun......

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... At a poker table in a Deadwood saloon, Wild Bill Hickok popped his last balloon. He suffered the most ignominious of fates while holding black pairs of aces and eights. Bill was unexpec......

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...Saloon, August 2, 1876 Bill Hickok says, deal em boys Aces and eights, click......

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...It’s some place that used to be Where all things would fall twixt— A beat, battered, broken shell Off old Route 66. He rode a Silverado That was a dusty gold, His clothes were worn and ragged......

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...There is no Sunday west of St. Louis And no God that’s west of Ft. Smith— So says the frontier adage that’s truest And confirms the last Old West myth. Wild Bill Hickok had him a dead man’s han......

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...As that new bunch drifted slowly into Deadwood, Bill turned round in his saddle to Charley Utter— Sadly told him something he’d always remember— That which made the others smirk and weak hearts fl......

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