Classic and Contemporary Poetry
WINDS ARE THE WATCHMEN, by IVA PURDUM BRUTON First Line: Winds are the watchmen of the broad sky - way Last Line: They are wise watchmen. Subject(s): Clouds; Sky; Wind | ||||||||
Winds are the watchmen of the broad Sky-way, They point passing clouds this way and that. They are gentle when old gray clouds move slowly, Trailing long faded skirts, But they are swift to follow, whistling shrilly, When bold clouds speed from the northern hill. They give right of way to the serene sun And let storm clouds grumble when held back. They brush lightly aside all tattered cloud vagrants Gathered at the gate of the Moon Mansion, And the Lady Moon rides undisturbed up the Sky-way, Radiant leader of the great Star Parade. No cloud disobeys the winds, They are wise watchmen. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE THREE CHILDREN by JOSEPHINE JACOBSEN THE WIND by LOUISE MOREY BOWMAN LEAF LITTER ON ROCK FACE by HEATHER MCHUGH RESIDENTIAL AREA by JOSEPHINE MILES THE DAY THE WINDS by JOSEPHINE MILES VARIATIONS: 12 by CONRAD AIKEN OH IT'S PRETTY WINDY OUTSIDE by LARRY EIGNER CONTRA MORTEM: THE NOTHING I by HAYDEN CARRUTH |
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