Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE CALL OF THE COUNTRYSIDE, by J. M. MEADOR First Line: The hum of the motor and whir of the wheel Last Line: Where the winds and waters meet. Subject(s): Country Life | ||||||||
The hum of the motor and whir of the wheel May challenge the ear of the street, But the homing herd and the mating bird Make music far more sweet. So take me back to the countryside Where the field and forest blend, And let me scale some mountain trail Till I reach its rainbow end. A dreamy place, where the mosses cling To the oak, in silv'ry gray, Or where they spread an emerald bed And tuck the stones away. The countryside, where the drowsy winds Pipe soft to the crooning stream As the daylight dies from the western skies, And cares are lost in dream. Give me a gourd and a crystal spring Let me drink to the flowers of May Where the crab tree's bloom in sweet perfume Hangs clustered o'er the way. Give me a place where the swallow dips, And the martin builds her nest; Where the whippoorwill calls loud and shrill When the shadows roam the west. Give me a place where the wild rose blooms, And the robin trills his lay; Where the brook and sky and trees and I Are comrades every day. Yes, take me back to the countryside Away from the jostling street Where the mountains climb to heights sublime; Where the winds and waters meet. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE TARIFF by GEORGE HENRY BOKER A DRIVE IN THE COUNTRY by TED KOOSER THERE IS ALWAYS A LITTLE WIND by TED KOOSER COUNTRYSIDE by JOSEPHINE MILES GHOSTS OF THE OLD YEAR by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON THE BLACK REGIMENT by GEORGE HENRY BOKER THE CROCODILE, FR. ALICE IN WONDERLAND by CHARLES LUTWIDGE DODGSON |
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