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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
MORNING GLORY MAGIC, by HILDEGARD OTT RUSSELL First Line: Morning glories shyly peeping Last Line: Dishes took me just a minute. | |||
Morning glories shyly peeping Came one day when I was sweeping Unaware of graceful tangles, Fluted gowns and purple spangles. Soon about me they were flocking, Smiling, whispering and mocking; But I thought of all my dishes, And my heart so full of wishes ... "Would my brow were bound with heather, Free my hands of this dull tether!" Suddenly I float a feather And I smile beneath the heather ... Then with purple figures lightly, I go swinging, oh, so sprightly. Would a body ever guess that In a purple ballet dress sat Such a one as washes dishes With a heart chock-full of wishes? You may scoff and laugh about it, But I hope you will not doubt it ... How those purple fluted dancers Sat me on their graceful prancers, Rode me long and how they tricked me, How with crops they gently pricked me, And of sense of time bereft me! ... Late as half-past four they left me. Then, light-hearted as a linnet, Dishes took me just a minute. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...MANHUNT IN THE EVERGLADES by HILDEGARD OTT RUSSELL MOTHER'S GRIEF by HILDEGARD OTT RUSSELL NIGHT BLOOMING CEREUS by HILDEGARD OTT RUSSELL POINSETTIA by HILDEGARD OTT RUSSELL CONTRA MORTEM: THE VILLAGE by HAYDEN CARRUTH TO A CHILD OF QUALITY, FIVE YEARS OLD. THE AUTHOR THAN FORTY by MATTHEW PRIOR THE CHILD ALONE: 1. THE UNSEEN PLAYMATE by ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON THE FUNERAL TREE OF THE SOKOKIS by JOHN GREENLEAF WHITTIER THE HYMNARY: 403. MARTYRS by ADAM OF SAINT VICTOR DUSK; TO MADEMOISELLE MARIE LAURENCIN by GUILLAUME APOLLINAIRE |
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