Classic and Contemporary Poetry
ZINNIAS, by MAUD C. JACKSON First Line: The house was weathered and gray and old Last Line: Like a bow of hope in a dull, drab sky. Subject(s): Zinnias | ||||||||
The house was weathered and gray and old, Paintless, and covered with grime and mould; It stood alone on a high, bleak hill, Where the restless wind is never still. A stringy wash flapped on the line Like a scare-crow's ghost working overtime; A group of urchins squabbled and played With a mangy dog in the noonday shade. A bony horse whisked the flies away In a listless melancholy way; While lost outside of their broken pens Some near-nude chicks yeeped for mother hens. But in a carefully tended bed Between the well and the kitchen shed, Some zinnias lifted their bright heads high Like a bow of hope in a dull, drab sky. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE SOURCE by ISLA PASCHAL RICHARDSON TO A ZINNIA by GERTRUDE LEE WHEELER DOMESDAY BOOK: IRMA LEESE by EDGAR LEE MASTERS THE BARMAID AND THE ALEXANDRITE by KAREN SWENSON TWO OF A TRADE by SAMUEL WILLOUGHBY DUFFIELD LONDON, 1802 (2) by WILLIAM WORDSWORTH |
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