Classic and Contemporary Poetry
FROSTED TREES, by CASTLE CRAIN First Line: At night I lingered at my window Last Line: But I knew god had heard my prayer. Subject(s): Frost; Winter | ||||||||
At night I lingered at my window And watched the naked trees Toss awkward arms to a winter sky Twisted, skeleton arms that chilled my heart They were so black against the graying cloud. "Winter would not seem so drear," I thought, "So laden with suspension Of pulsing life and happiness, If only trees were lovely as in summer! I wish the trees were beautiful again." I drew down the shade, Pulled the gay curtains close And flooded all the room With man-made brilliancy To keep away the gloom. Morning came. The fragile fingertips of frost Had covered every twig and branch And made a world of loveliness A picture done in grays and white. The naked arms of trees now Proudly flaunted crystal banners to a joyous sky. Ugliness had vanished In drooping, sparkling fountains That caught the golden glint of sun And flung it back again. They called it frozen moisture in the air, But I knew God had heard my prayer. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...LOOKING EAST IN THE WINTER by JOHN HOLLANDER WINTER DISTANCES by FANNY HOWE WINTER FORECAST by JOSEPHINE JACOBSEN AT WINTER'S EDGE by JUDY JORDAN |
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