Classic and Contemporary Poetry
ABSENCE, by HARRY TRAVIS RHODES First Line: Little brown eyes, little clown eyes Last Line: In the land god made like thee! Subject(s): Death - Children; Love; Death - Babies | ||||||||
LITTLE brown eyes, little clown eyes, How I miss your winkin' an' your blinkin' At me with break o' early morn, An' your gurglin' while a sinkin' Into my gladsome arms, that kep' me thinkin' You was a sayin' "Mornin', Daddy, morn." Little sweet eyes, little neat eyes, How I miss your trustin', never fussin' Gaze at me while I held you close To my heart almost a bustin' With love, an' your hands that kep' a mussin My hair an' a pullin' my nose! Little dove eyes, full-of-love eyes, How I miss your peepin' an' the creepin' Of two soft arms around my neck, An' the kiss just 'fore you fell a sleepin'. Oh, how my hungry heart is keepin' The fullness of your "bushel an' a peck"! Pure-as-dew eyes, little true eyes, How I miss the teachin' an' the preachin' That burned from them into my soul With a theme and power farther reachin', And a selfless prayer far more beseechin' Than any sermon man has told! Oh, so-far eyes, little star eyes, In the night-tide glowin', are you knowin' How the hot tears sometimes come to me? Oh, how I dream and long to be goin' To you, angel eyes, and reap my sowin' In the land God made like thee! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE LOST CHILDREN by RANDALL JARRELL THE MOURNER by LOUISE MOREY BOWMAN MELANCHOLY; AN ODE by WILLIAM BROOME SISTERS IN ARMS by AUDRE LORDE A BOTANICAL TROPE by WILLIAM MEREDITH FOR MOHAMMED ZEID OF GAZA, AGE 15 by NAOMI SHIHAB NYE THE WIND'S VISIT by EMILY DICKINSON INVITATION TO LOVE by PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR LINES WRITTEN TO HIS WIFE [WHILE ON A VISIT TO UPPER INDIA] by REGINALD HEBER |
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