Classic and Contemporary Poetry
AMBUSHED, by BURGES JOHNSON Poet's Biography First Line: Peace and safety seem to dwell Last Line: You'll be spanked and sent to bed. Subject(s): Children; Imagination; Childhood; Fancy | ||||||||
Peace and safety seem to dwell Where my garden grows; I've no moat nor citadel Where I find repose. Yet I dread the sudden yell Of some lurking eager foes! Silence bids me feel secure, As I wander out. Weeds and worms and bugs obscure Are the foes I rout. Yet a premonition sure Warns that redskins are about! Hark! a hoot-owl't is the cry Indians used of yore. Stealthy footfalls, creeping nigh, Thrill me to the core. Late! Too late! They've scurried by, Gaining first my open door. Savage redskins, bent on loot, Start with gingerbread; Victors now beyond dispute, They will scalp me dead. Indians, if you really shoot, You'll be spanked and sent to bed. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE IMAGINED COPPERHEAD by ANDREW HUDGINS A SICK CHILD by RANDALL JARRELL IMAGINARY TROUBLE by JOHN KENDRICK BANGS EVERYTHING THAT ACTS IS ACTUAL by DENISE LEVERTOV ON THE MEETING OF GARCIA LORCA AND HART CRANE by PHILIP LEVINE A BABY AT THE PARTY by BURGES JOHNSON |
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