The layered bloom of hills and streams kingfisher shades beneath rose-colored clouds mountain mist soaks my cotton bandana dew penetrates my palm-bark coat on my feet are traveling shoes my hand holds an old vine staff again I gaze beyond the dusty world what more could I want in that land of dreams | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A SUNRISE SONG by SIDNEY LANIER THE LITTLE TURTLE by NICHOLAS VACHEL LINDSAY SPOON RIVER ANTHOLOGY: BENJAMIN PANTIER by EDGAR LEE MASTERS VERSES ON SEEING THE SPEAKER ASLEEP IN HIS CHAIR by WINTHROP MACKWORTH PRAED THE OLD LOBSTERMAN by JOHN TOWNSEND TROWBRIDGE THE SORROW OF LOVE (1) by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS |