Sorrel-backed With inky letters Bent halfway round The galloping pony: Black on the moon: Bright tin bucket With star-dressed holes Elaborately empierced To temper a scholar's Sweating meal: At dead center Of the wood to school An angry creek Butted stepstones: My brother's hand Accepting mine Steering me over: In my pocket cajoling Plumgranny distilling Seiged perfume: Then the long room And chanting voices Word and willow stick: Lout's leer, Master's ease: The levied melon Promptly rescinded To Master's keep: Usurper swinged: O the flaring, Glaring, daring: Seemly the stripes Reaver wearing After the switching: Hands twitching: The class rose And chanted once more: Our devoirs done The creek's rote Let us home: My book, filched, Sailed on the water: One love apple Was not enough: The ante had been upped. At cockshut time, Between and between, Dark Pony came galloping: At the far edge Of star-filled night Shone the towers Of Sleepytown: Lamps winking: Barely reached before The advent of terror. http://www.wlu.edu/~shenano | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...CONTRA MORTEM: THE BEING by HAYDEN CARRUTH DOWN THE BROOK by ROBERT FROST TO A FRIEND I CAN'T FIND by JAMES GALVIN AUTUMN by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON GOOD-BYE by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON THE HARD TIMES IN ELFLAND; A STORY OF CHRISTMAS EVE by SIDNEY LANIER |