buckaroo

I met the Buckaroo Poet Jeff Streeby once at a Cowboy Gathering. His poem »The End of Travis Good« grasp my heart and made me fall in love with the Cowboy Poetry form. I also met Cowgirl Buckaroo Poet Debra Coppinger Hill. She recited »Old Yellow Slicker« and »Buffalo Grass« and kept the room spellbound.