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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
MOTHER WEST, by ARTHUR CHAPMAN Poet's Biography First Line: There is a mother, legend runs Last Line: Come home to mother west. Subject(s): Homecoming; West (u.s.); Southwest; Pacific States | |||
THERE is a mother, legend runs, Of mothers quite the best, Who boasts ten million sturdy sons 'Twixt plain and mountain crest; She gives of wealth in goodly store, She gives abounding health and, more, She opens wide Contentment's door Her name is Mother West. Beneath the blazing stars, low-swung, Where eagles make their nest, Her hardy boys to crags have clung And faced death with a jest; And on the cattle-dotted plain, Where ranch lights now gleam through the rain, Right cheerily her sons have lain And died for Mother West. For she a mystic spell has laid Upon the human breast; To break her bonds men have essayed, But well they stand the test; For every pulsing heart she claims, And every mind, with all its aims, Once yielding to her sunset flames Belongs to Mother West. O thou, whose bounties never fail, We are thy children blest; To foreign shores we may set sail, Our pilot strange unrest; But still thy nestlings turn to thee Thy hills, thy plains, thy mystery And, at the last, from oversea Come home to Mother West. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...WESTERN WAGONS by STEPHEN VINCENT BENET DRIVING WEST IN 1970 by ROBERT BLY IN THE HELLGATE WIND by MADELINE DEFREES A PERIOD PORTRAIT OF SYMPATHY by EDWARD DORN ASSORTED COMPLIMENTS by EDWARD DORN AT THE COWBOY PANEL by EDWARD DORN OUT WHERE THE WEST BEGINS by ARTHUR CHAPMAN SONNETS FROM THE PORTUGUESE: 43 by ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING |
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