Baxter Black Poems Strike a Chord With Homesteaders and Cowboys Alike
Baxter Black Books Feature Poetry, Philosophy, Self-Help, and Story Telling
A few days ago, through complicated algorithms, YouTube suggested to me a poem titled, “A Vegetarian’s Nightmare.” It was one clip, from a long list of Baxter Black poems, songs, and stories. The poem’s rhythm, rhyming scheme, and double entendres struck a chord with me. Several days later, I felt like I had seen everything the internet could offer on Baxter Black.
I went to his website and contacted his secretary to set up an interview. I wanted more Baxter Black poems! I was truly excited to speak with him due to his talents, his unique niche of a career and the fact that he had been on the Johnny Carson Show multiple times. After speaking with Baxter, I would be only one degree away from the eminent Johnny Carson.
Baxter Black Books
In addition to television appearances, Baxter Black was featured on NPR for 20 years and has been writing three to four columns a month for more than 30. Black has written around 30 books, which range from poetry, philosophy, novels, and self-help books. One of his self-help books, Lessons from a Desperado Poet: How to Find Your Way When You Don’t Have a Map, How to Win the Game When You Don’t Know the Rules, and When Someone Says It Can’t be Done, What They Really Mean Is They Can’t Do It, offers 118 life lessons.
Part memoir and part how-to, the book speaks of the author’s career as a poet in a country where publishing poetry is “practically illegal.”
“Remember, often it is not ability, it’s reliability. The world is run by those who show up,” the author says in the book.
Black first started writing a column because of a speech he had made at a meat club at the stock show.
“I made my funny speech and a gentleman came up and asked me if I had ever thought of writing a column,” Black recalls.
Black asked what the column would be about. The gentleman put his arm around Black and said, “What about us?” Pointing to all the cattlemen in the room.
Black sent a sample, which they enjoyed with only one trepidation. “What are you going to do when you get writer’s block,” they asked.
“I am not going to get writer’s block,” Black replied. And he never has.
When he sees a bird land on a post or a cow moving, “I say, ‘Bax, what do you think of that?’ and then I write.”
Traveling the country and throughout Canada over his career, Black looks forward to writing in the solitude of the plane. People tell him a story, and he writes it down as he travels.
“The poetry just came,” Black says. “I thought I was a songwriter, and Nashville told me no.”
Baxter Black’s poems and books have certainly worked out well for him, selling 890,000 books and a half a million DVDs, CDs, and audiobooks.
“I made a living being a veterinarian for 13 years. I was doing the entertaining on the side and it took over. Cowboy poetry hijacked my career,” Black says.
Located near the Mexico border, Black has 20 sections which he is leasing for a year. The clouds hang up on the mountains there; the soil is rich and it is excellent cow country, for a state that doesn’t get a lot of rain. It’s ideal homesteading land for many ranchers.
On the sections, he raises 200 heads of beef cattle. When I asked him the breed or variety he replied, “They are NTS – None The Same.”
I asked Baxter if simple homesteading and cowboy poetry truly fit together.
“Of course,” he exclaimed. “Here’s the thing – cowboy poetry is about wrecks. Because you are dealing with critters. If a horse steps on your foot, because you are in the wrong place at the wrong time, you can make a poem about that!”
He tells me that if your friend has a wreck with a tractor and it cuts off the person’s hand, that is not funny. But if a hog runs over you, a dog bites you, or a horse bucks – that is a funny story worth telling.
Recently Baxter was trying to push cattle into a gate. He was riding his horse and on this particular morning, which was a frisky morning, he put a spur into the horse, and the horse ran through a 20-foot high mesquite tree. And like David hitting Goliath with a slingshot, Baxter was hurled into the tree, with the horse going right through it, leaving Baxter hanging on a thorny limb.
“The job and creatures make the stories funny,” Black shares. “The cowboy mentality explains a lot.”
As an entrepreneur, Black says he must shoot a lot of arrows into the sky, with the hope of one sticking.
I then asked him the tough question. “How much do you chalk up your success to talent compared to your mustache?”
“Superseding all of that, you have to have your shoulder to the wheel,” he laughs. “That is the most important thing.”
“In my life, things have come at the right time. I would have been a vet, happy working on horses and cows. Cows are big in my life, people are big in my life, and we are trying to be good for Jesus.”
All of his material can be shared with your five-year-old or your Baptist aunt.
A few days before this interview he was emceeing an event in Denver. As he introduced the mayor he said, “Mayor Handcock, we would like to thank you for all of what you do … and what you don’t do.”
At the end of the ceremony, with Black’s notes crumpled up in his hand, Black walks across the stage to shake Governor John Hickenlooper’s hand. As he shakes Hickenlooper’s hand, he pretends he just received a note from the Governor. Black hurries back to the mic.
“I have one final announcement,” Black says. “The governor wants me to say he has an uncle in the audience and that he is 111 years old.
The audience starts to applause and looks around.
“Oh, excuse me,” Black interrupts the applause. “The note says he is ill.”
A few days after this interview, I received a small box to my house. The box contained two DVDs and a 5 x 7 picture of Black signed, “For Kenny, One Degree Away! Baxter Black 2017.”
With any luck, there will be a new book coming out this Christmas.