Classic and Contemporary Poetry
ROAD AND PATH, by EDWIN FORD PIPER First Line: O, road, and path, and path and road Last Line: And the needs of folk long dead? Subject(s): Roads; Paths; Trails | ||||||||
O, road and path, and path and road, They write the story plain; To the picnic grounds, to the little church, And for water, wood, and grain. They point to the friend, and the dearest friend, The gossip, the recluse; To the cloud of grief, and the star of love, And all life's human use. There's a rain-washed mark leads up the hill Because two boys were chums; And a bridle path steals down the draw, -- Romance in its season comes. O, fennel and chickweed fill the ruts In the sunny buffalo grass; For Andy Marsh and his cousin Bill Look sidewise when they pass. 'Twas a well worn track to Heathering's farm, But the courting's over now; Mary and Belle chose husbands well, And Jane the veil and the vow. To Connor's house is a welcome road, And jollity is ringing; O, the open door and the dancing-floor, The laughter and the singing! There are highways born, the old roads die, -- Can you read what once they said? From the rain-worn ditch, and the sunflower clump, And the needs of folk long dead? | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...HE FINDS THE MANSION by JAMES MCMICHAEL BY DIFFERENT PATHS by MARVIN BELL DRIVING HOME by MADELINE DEFREES ART IS PARALLEL TO NATURE by CLARENCE MAJOR HIGHWAY 2, ILLINOIS by LISEL MUELLER |
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