"Sixteen Horses"  by VAN CRIDDLE

 

 

 
Sixteen Horses                

The source of power on the ranch
Used to be the mighty horse.
Belgian, Shire, or Clydesdale
Did the heavy work of course.

Adorned with hames and harness
Hitched to the doubletree
They spared the backs and muscle
Of men like you and me.

You'd hook 'em to the cycle bar
To mow the new grown hay.
They'd work from dawn to dusk
Give their all, each and every day.

They'd pull the rake and push the sweep,
Push the plunger up the slide,
Pull the wagon out to feed
With harness straining at their hide.

They asked little of the rancher,
Their needs weren't really very much,
A little feed and water
Treat 'em right and use a gentle touch.

We'd put 'em out on Horse Creek,
That was their summer range.
They'd know that it was hayin' time
When the weather took a change.

They'd show up at South Pasture
How they knew we didn't know.
We never had to worry none
'Cause we knew that they would show.

 
We'd drive on down to let 'em in,
We never had to wait.
Sixteen faithful, needed horses
Were a standin' at the gate.

Well, things have changed this year,
Now that Buddy runs the place.
He thinks  the horses way too slow.
I never know'd that we was in a race.

New swathers, rakes and balers,
Bud says that they're the latest things.
His dad is feelin' mighty poorly,
Bud says, "It's to the past he clings."

I went out to swath the hay
I was thinkin' this is great.
Then I saw the Sixteen Horses
A standin' at the gate.

They was lookin' kinda dazed,
Seemed to wonder what was goin' on.
They'd been there to go to work
Since way before the daylight's dawn.

I swear they looked dejected,
Hurt, and with some broken pride.
Somethin' broke inside of me.
I hurt and I just cried.

I'll not forget that sullen day
Nor will I forget the date
When sixteen horses, feelin' useless
Was left a standin' at the gate.

© 2005, Van A. Criddle
 

  

                                                     


                   


In case you're  curious about the inspiration for "Sixteen Horses"......

VAN CRIDDLE said this....

 


    
  In the late 60's I worked on the Cross Box Ranch in Pinedale, WY. Carl Jorgenson owned and operated the ranch. His son Buddy had graduated from the University of Wyoming, I believe, with a couple of AG Business degrees. He worked the ranch with his dad. His dad decided to retire and turn the operation over to Bud. Bud knew that they needed to modernize to improve the ranch profitability. It just about killed Carl when the new equipment arrived and the horses were left out of the operation. Carl and Mrs. Jorgenson packed up a truck and camper and left for a month 'cause he couldn't stand  not seeing the horses doing the haying. I now feel greatly blessed to have been one of the few of my generation who have worked behind a two-up, four-up or 6-up team. They were magnificent animals who really did give their all.

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Van  has a  brother, Monte Criddle, who is also a Cowboy Poet. They are working on a book that they hope will come out this fall...... "Brothers in Rhyme". Currently, he has a CD with the featured poem presented on it.  The CD includes 14 tracks of original poetry including "Sixteen Horses" The CD is available for $12 postpaid (check or money order) to-
              Van Criddle;  Rafter C Productions;  2034 Laurelhurst Dr., Eugene, OR 97402.

         Van Criddle has had a love for the cowboy way and all things western all of his life. In his words,  "When other kids were wearin' tennis shoes and Beta Boots I wore cowboy boots." His years on a working ranch, rodeoing and horse training have influenced him in a way that few other things in his life have.    In the same way that Russell wrote poems with his paintings, Van  Criddle paints pictures with his poems; and his word paintings make you feel that you are right there living them. He  touches your heart. And in many of his poems, he touches your funny bone.   But the best sense of who the man Van Criddle is, can best be gleaned from his own words. Here's what  he went on to say:

      Since those ranching days I've been a contractor, motivational speaker, managed a feedlot and small farming operation and fed a few cattle. I rodeoed in rough stock events as a weekend warrior until I realized that I was spending more time and money recovering from the weekends than I was making so we hung up the spurs, bucking rigs and bull rope. We still continue to love rodeo. In 1988 Kathy and I produced a PRCA rodeo in Odessa, MO. We moved to Montana right after that but the community kept it going for 17 years after we left so I guess it was a success.

       Life took me in a different direction and for the last 23 years, instead of cattle and horses, I've herded and tended a fleet of school and transit buses as the General Manager for Southern Oregon Operations for Laidlaw Education Services. To me my most important jobs have been that of husband to a marvelous women, father to 4 wonderful sons and daughter-in-laws, grandpa to 9 perfect grandchildren and a son to 2 loving parents and 2 very special in-laws.

           I started performing Cowboy Poetry in Sept. of 2005 in Baker City, OR. The very talented AK Moss was kind enough to take a chance on an unknown poet and give me some time at her Gathering. AK, Smoke Wade, Dallas McCord, Tony Reed, Howard Norskog and Charlie and Cathy Camden have taken me under their wings and have guided and mentored me since that time. Their unselfishness has blessed my life in ways that I never expected. Since then I've had the opportunity to participate in Gatherings and events in Rupert and Lewiston, ID, Eugene and Creswell, OR, Colfax and Kennewick, WA and Brigham City, UT. In Brigham City I was honored to receive 2nd place in the Sons of Utah Pioneers Cowboy Poetry Contest for "Sixteen Horses". Collen Sweeten took first place. I was honored to even be mentioned with that great Cowboy Poet! With a helping hand from Dallas McCord I've had the opportunity to become a regular at the Emerald Valley Opry in Eugene, OR. and at the Creswell Opry in Creswell, OR. I took the opportunity to do Open sessions at Elko this year and was invited to perform in the evenings at the Dunkin Little Creek Gallery. It has been a wild and exhilarating ride for this old cowboy and one that has been full of enjoyment. I never envisioned anything like this happening in my life.
 

       I also need to acknowledge some other folks who gave me great opportunities to develop my style and encouraged me to take the step to performing. Of course my wife, Kathy, what a great support she is. Rod Nichols, Hal Swift and the other Pards at the Rockin' R Cowboy Poetry Board have been a major influence and source of inspiration. Margo and the crew at cowboypoetry.com have been very supportive and offered great encouragement. Bette Wolf Duncan who has kindly show-cased my poem Sixteen Horses on this great website. It's the people that you meet in life that make life worth living and all of these folks have added great value to mine.

          You can read more of his poetry at:   http://www.cowboypoetry.com/vancriddle.htm

                                                             Van_Criddle@lpsg.com


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