Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE BROOK: SPRING, by LAURA ABELL First Line: Dogwood blossoms fleck the brook Last Line: Into a pool, once bridged by men. Subject(s): Dogwood; Spring | ||||||||
Dogwood blossoms fleck the brook Where the branches lean to look At the golden ripples weaving Shimmering tapestry on stones. Then, with soft, ecstatic moans, The brook leaps down a mossy ledge; Forget-me-nots grow at its edge; Water-cresses crowd in, leaving No open water for a space; Trout dart out and swiftly race To hide among the roots that lace The hidden current. Then again The stream descends a tiny glen Into a pool, once bridged by men. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SPRING LEMONADE by TONY HOAGLAND A SPRING SONG by LYMAN WHITNEY ALLEN SPRING'S RETURN by GEORGE LAWRENCE ANDREWS ODE TO SPRING by ANNA LETITIA BARBAULD ODE TO SPRING by ANNA LETITIA BARBAULD SPRING FLOODS by MAURICE BARING SPRING IN WINTER by CHARLOTTE FISKE BATES SPRING ON THE PRAIRIE by HERBERT BATES THE FARMER'S BOY: SPRING by ROBERT BLOOMFIELD THE BROOK: AUTUMN by LAURA ABELL |
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