THERE was a man of double deed Sowed his garden full of seed. When the seed began to grow, 'T was like a garden full of snow; When the snow began to melt, 'T was like a ship without a belt; When the ship began to sail, 'T was like a bird without a tail; When the bird began to fly, 'T was like an eagle in the sky; When the sky began to roar, 'T was like a lion at the door; When the door began to crack, 'T was like a stick across my back; When my back began to smart, 'T was like a penknife in my heart; When my heart began to bleed, 'T was death and death and death indeed. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...MARIA CALLAS, THE WOMAN BEHIND THE LEGEND* by MADELINE DEFREES ONE OF THE LEAST OF THESE, MY LITTLE ONE' by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON HEGIRA by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON INEVITABLY (1) by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON THE CROSS by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON ITALIAN PICTURES: JULY IN VALLOMBROSA by MINA LOY |