Classic and Contemporary Poetry
WHEN THE SHEEP COME DOWN, by CLYDE ROBERTSON First Line: The sheep came down from the hills today Last Line: I, too, must follow the sheep. Subject(s): Sheep | ||||||||
The sheep came down from the hills today, The hushed high hills; they go Down the dusty trail to a deeper hush. Slow, and ever slow, The weary stream creeps to the sea. Its flood tide long since past. The aspens stare in nakedness Bared by a northern blast. The waterfall has ceased to sing Its joyous springtime note: Only a dirge to summer drones Deep in its muted throat. The air is chill with coming snow; All nature, with one breath, Is chanting in a minor chord A symphony of death. I, too, the hushed hills warn me, Have a rendezvous to keep: Down the dusty trail to a deeper hush I, too, must follow the sheep. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE SHEEP IN THE RUINS by ARCHIBALD MACLEISH THE BLIND SHEEP by RANDALL JARRELL MATANZA TO WELCOME SPRING by JIMMY SANTIAGO BACA BLACK SHEEP by RICHARD EUGENE BURTON A CHILD'S PET by WILLIAM HENRY DAVIES THE LOST SHEEP by SARAH PRATT MCCLAIN GREENE |
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