Classic and Contemporary Poetry
SINGING BRANCH, by CHARLOTTE BLAKE LORING First Line: If you had never loved me then, oh then Last Line: Beneath whose singing branch our love has been. Subject(s): Birds; Bluebirds; Love; Rain; Spring | ||||||||
If you had never loved me then, oh then, Unscented, tenantless the grass of spring Under the budless bough, unsheltering The blue bird's frozen nest -- woven in vain! I hear the numbing, leaden drops of rain, Sliding down, icicles reiterate ring Upon the stone, reglazing everything As though no melting time could be again. My apprehensive hands grow cold and shiver Till I awake to warm reality; The spreading grass renews its bed of green; The apple blooms, the bird notes quiver; The bee bass chorus vibrates through the tree Beneath whose singing branch our love has been. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SPRING LEMONADE by TONY HOAGLAND A SPRING SONG by LYMAN WHITNEY ALLEN SPRING'S RETURN by GEORGE LAWRENCE ANDREWS ODE TO SPRING by ANNA LETITIA BARBAULD ODE TO SPRING by ANNA LETITIA BARBAULD SPRING FLOODS by MAURICE BARING SPRING IN WINTER by CHARLOTTE FISKE BATES SPRING ON THE PRAIRIE by HERBERT BATES THE FARMER'S BOY: SPRING by ROBERT BLOOMFIELD ICE STORM by CHARLOTTE BLAKE LORING |
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