Classic and Contemporary Poetry
MISSOURI, by FLORIAA WATTS SMYTH First Line: I cannot sleep when sunrise comes to wake Last Line: On these dark hills beneath missouri skies. Subject(s): Missouri | ||||||||
I cannot sleep when sunrise comes to wake My blue Missouri hills, for there I see Each day the beauty of eternity. Light runs too fast for me to overtake, But I will trail its footsteps while I wake. Sometimes I hear the beat Of early settlers' feet Along forgotten roads; And where two rivers meet, The "voyageurs" slip by With sudden warning cry; With glad and gallant song, The "voyageurs" slip by. I live and grow beneath Missouri trees. They draw me closer to the heart of earth; They make me one with every seedling's birth, With those remote, those age-old mysteries That dwell within the bark of living trees. Sometimes I hear them pass Across the meadow grass, Between the old oak trees. I see our grandsires pass -- Missourians who sought By word and deed and thought To mold a splendid State; For this they fought. Missouri gave them rest, They lie within her breast, Their children's children tread The paths their feet have pressed. When night comes down to dim the sunset skies And those bright lands beyond the evening star, My heart turns back from visions, vast and far; My homing heart turns back where evening lies On these dark hills beneath Missouri skies. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...EARTH TREMORS FELT IN MISSOURI by MONA VAN DUYN LAST LOOK AT LA PLATA, MISSOURI by JIM BARNES JOHN CHARLES FREMONT by JOHN GREENLEAF WHITTIER AT THE ROSEBUD BRIDGE by MARY FRANCES MARTIN THE REPEAL OF THE MISSOURI COMPROMISE CONSIDERED, SELECTION by ELYMAS PAYSON ROGERS THE LITTLE DRUMMER by RICHARD HENRY STODDARD MISSISSIPPI-MISSOURI by CHARLES H. TIFFANY LAST LOOK AT LA PLATA, MISSOURI by JIM BARNES LETTER FROM A METAPHYSICAL COUNTRYSIDE; FRANKFORD, MISSOURI by JOHN CIARDI A THOUSAND TIMES by FLORIAA WATTS SMYTH |
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