Wild Peaches Poem Rhyme Scheme

Recent Interactions*

This poem was read 34 times,

This poem was added to the favorite list by 0 members,

This poem was voted by 0 members.

(* Interactions only in the last 7 days)

New Poems

A Simple Gift Of Clarity
by Michael Mcguire
Ring Of Fire
by N. Khanyile
A Disturbing Dream
by Marlon Pitter
Crab Lice
by Marlon Pitter
Biography Of The Anonymous
by Gilbert Sordebabari
Lost In Search Of A Saved Child
by Michael Mcguire
Dark Lens
by Gilbert Sordebabari
The Ship
by Pieter Sanders
Rose Bush
by Aubrie J Chellman
Between Condemning Bad Acts And Doing Bad Things, Which One Is Worse?
by Marlon Pitter

Popular Poets

1. Emily Dickinson(2415 poems)
2. Madison Julius Cawein(1231 poems)
3. Ella Wheeler Wilcox(1136 poems)
4. William Wordsworth(1016 poems)
5. Robert Burns(986 poems)
6. Edgar Albert Guest(945 poems)
7. Thomas Moore(849 poems)
8. Robert Service(831 poems)

	A
	-
When the world turns completely upside down	B
You say we'll emigrate to the Eastern Shore	C
Aboard a river boat from Baltimore	C
We'll live among wild peach trees miles from town	B
You'll wear a coonskin cap and I a gown	B
Homespun dyed butternut's dark gold colour	C
Lost like your lotus eating ancestor	C
We'll swim in milk and honey till we drown	B
	-
The winter will be short the summer long	D
The autumn amber hued sunny and hot	E
Tasting of cider and of scuppernong	D
All seasons sweet but autumn best of all	F
The squirrels in their silver fur will fall	F
Like falling leaves like fruit before your shot	E
	-
	-
	-
The autumn frosts will lie upon the grass	G
Like bloom on grapes of purple brown and gold	H
The misted early mornings will be cold	H
The little puddles will be roofed with glass	G
The sun which burns from copper into brass	G
Melts these at noon and makes the boys unfold	H
Their knitted mufflers full as they can hold	H
Fat pockets dribble chestnuts as they pass	G
	-
Peaches grow wild and pigs can live in clover	C
A barrel of salted herrings lasts a year	C
The spring begins before the winter's over	C
By February you may find the skins	I
Of garter snakes and water moccasins	I
Dwindled and harsh dead white and cloudy clear	C
	-
	-
	-
When April pours the colours of a shell	J
Upon the hills when every little creek	K
Is shot with silver from the Chesapeake	K
In shoals new minted by the ocean swell	J
When strawberries go begging and the sleek	K
Blue plums lie open to the blackbird's beak	K
We shall live well we shall live very well	J
	-
The months between the cherries and the peaches	L
Are brimming cornucopias which spill	M
Fruits red and purple sombre bloomed and black	N
Then down rich fields and frosty river beaches	L
We'll trample bright persimmons while you kill	M
Bronze partridge speckled quail and canvasback	N
	-
	-
	-
Down to the Puritan marrow of my bones	O
There's something in this richness that I hate	P
I love the look austere immaculate	Q
Of landscapes drawn in pearly monotones	O
There's something in my very blood that owns	O
Bare hills cold silver on a sky of slate	P
A thread of water churned to milky spate	P
Streaming through slanted pastures fenced with stones	O
	-
I love those skies thin blue or snowy gray	C
Those fields sparse planted rendering meagre sheaves	O
That spring briefer than apple blossom's breath	R
Summer so much too beautiful to stay	C
Swift autumn like a bonfire of leaves	O
And sleepy winter like the sleep of death	R

Elinor Morton Wylie

Wild Peaches Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

About Wild Peaches

Write your comment about Wild Peaches poem by Elinor Morton Wylie

Recent Interactions*

New Poems

Popular Poets