Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE FRIGHTENED PATH, by ABBIE FARWELL BROWN Poet's Biography First Line: The wood grew very quiet Last Line: "and -- nothing living stays!" Subject(s): Roads; Paths; Trails | ||||||||
THE wood grew very quiet As the road made a sudden turn; Then a wavering, furtive path crept out From the tangled briar and fern. "Where does it lead?" I asked the child; She shivered and shook her head. "It doesn't lead to any place, It is running away!" she said. "It is running away on tiptoe Through the untrodden grass, To join the cheerful highroad, Where real, live people pass. "It runs from a heap of ruins Where a home stood in old days; But nothing living goes there now, And -- Nothing Living stays!" | Discover our poem explanations - click here!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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