|
|
Classic and Contemporary Poetry
PRAIRIE VAGABOND, by JANE SLOAN First Line: Tumble-weed, / now gone to seed Last Line: With picket-fence for tether. Subject(s): Tumble-weeds | |||
Tumble-weed, Now gone to seed, Is light as any feather, Disciplined By straying wind, It capers with the weather. Rolled around, It comes aground With picket-fence for tether. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...FROM A PRAIRIE by BEATRICE BRISSMAN PORTRAIT: TUMBLE-WEEDS by ANNIE LAURIE SNORF STRANGE MEETINGS: 1 by HAROLD MONRO GARDEN DAYS: 3. THE FLOWERS by ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON THE ABSINTHE-DRINKER by ARTHUR WILLIAM SYMONS IN MEMORIAM A.H.H.: 30 by ALFRED TENNYSON GEORGE LEVISON OR, THE SCHOOLFELLOWS by WILLIAM ALLINGHAM PSALM 91 by OLD TESTAMENT BIBLE FO'C'S'LE YARNS: 2D SERIES. DEDICATION by THOMAS EDWARD BROWN |
| |