Classic and Contemporary Poetry
LONE LITTLE HOUSE ON THE DESERT, by BLANCHE POWELL MILLER First Line: Oh lone little house on the desert Last Line: Tell us your secret so sad. Subject(s): Deserts; Food & Eating; Houses; Solitude; Loneliness | ||||||||
Oh lone little house on the desert, Why do you look so sad? You once were filled with laughter, Do you mourn for a little lad? The vines still creep round your doorway, The cactus blooms in the yard, But where are the folk who came to live 'Neath your friendly arms, now marred? Did gold in the hills allure them And fill their breasts with hope? Or was it visions of orange groves And date palms on the slope? Did loneliness of the desert Dampen their ardor so gay? Or did ghosts of wandering Ho-ho-kam Frighten them all away? The red and gold of the sunset Still hang o'er the brow of the hill, On guard stand the giant sahuaro Like sentinels lone and still. But no one stands at the portal To welcome the good and the bad, Oh lone little house on the desert, Tell us your secret so sad. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...IN ABEYANCE by DENISE LEVERTOV IN A VACANT HOUSE by PHILIP LEVINE SUNDAY ALONE IN A FIFTH FLOOR APARTMENT, CAMBRIDGE, MASSACHUSETTS by WILLIAM MATTHEWS SILENCE LIKE COOL SAND by PAT MORA THE HONEY BEAR by EILEEN MYLES |
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