Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, MIRAGE - THE PASSING WEST, by ELIZABETH GARBUTT



Poetry Explorer

Classic and Contemporary Poetry

Rhyming Dictionary Search
MIRAGE - THE PASSING WEST, by            
First Line: Tall poplars shiver in the summer heat
Last Line: And poplar trees are shivering in the heat.
Subject(s): Mirages; West (u.s.) - Exploration


Tall poplars shiver in the summer heat;
Dim ghosts of red men sit
On ponies silently.
They shade far-seeing eyes
With tawny hands, and gaze into the West.

A shaggy line of bison tramps across
The dusty, gray-green sage;
And lo, Red River carts
Are seen, log shacks, and scarlet uniforms;

Great herds of cattle pass; then glint of ploughs,
The waving wheat, and smoke
Of trains. The Indians
Have ridden, ghost-like, by;
And poplar trees are shivering in the heat.





Other Poems of Interest...



Home: PoetryExplorer.net