About Craig Libby
Haywire in the Fall
It’s deep in October, the air’s turnin’ cold.
Summer is gone now, the leaves have turned gold.
The ground is all covered as though it’s a bed,
With a blanket of oranges, yellows and reds.
Out in the pen the horses are still,
As slowly they wake in the damp morning chill.
There’s a blanket of rain on each horses back— –
The grays have turned brown, and the browns have turned black.
The mornings are cooler this late in the year,
And the days are now shorter ‘cause winter is near.
Though winter is coming and things will be slow,
We’ll try to keep warm as the rain turns to snow.
But life is still crisp with the fresh scent of fall.
The pine trees and sagebrush, we savor them all.
The chores are still there and need to be done,
And all that we’re missin’ is the warmth of the sun.
The colors are changing, and the temperature, too.
But life on a ranch means there’s plenty to do.
So we’ll saddle our horses ‘cause duty still calls.
And enjoy all the beauty of haywire in the fall.
© 2010, Craig Libby
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Craig told us: My inspiration for “Haywire In The Fall” came from a time when I was actually working on a dude ranch. It was later in the year, fall time. As we were doing chores one slow, drizzly morning, I stopped to look at the horses in the corral. I noticed how some of them seemed to change color when the rain water mixed with the dirt on their backs.
About Craig Libby:
I started growing up in a little town on the Oregon coast. As a boy, I always dreamed of working with horses, and living on a ranch. Unfortunately, there wasn’t much opportunity for that kind of lifestyle where I was living. However, my family and I eventually moved to northwestern Montana, and, before completing and graduating high school, I began to see my dreams come true.
Since we first moved to Montana in 1992, I’ve been doing something with horses, anything from owning several of my own, to working on a few different ranches. The ranching and country way of life just comes natural to me. It always has. I don’t seem to fit in comfortably anywhere else. But put me on a ranch, or out in the woods, working cows from the back of a horse, or wetting a line in a river or lake somewhere, and you’ll find a very happy and comfortable man. This country way of life is where I get the inspiration for my poetry. You get to experience things that a lot of other folks don’t get to, and it allows you to enjoy whatever is around you a little more.
Writing cowboy poetry is a way for me to express my thoughts in a way that feels natural and right to me, in keeping with the country way of life, and yet sounds appealing to whoever might read it. I like to use different ideas and thoughts as the basis for what I write. My ideas come from a variety of sources, from life experiences to fictional stories that have a simple moral.
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