Karle Wilson Baker Dust Poems
- 1. Within The Alamo
He drew a straight line
Across the dirt floor:
Within, it was death-still--
Without, was a roar
... - 2. I Shall Be Loved As Quiet Things
I shall be loved as quiet things
Are loved--white pigeons in the sun,
Curled yellow leaves that whisper down
One after one;
... - 3. Texas Cowboy
From garden-beds I tend, it is not far
To those great ranges where he used to ride;
Timeâ??s shadowy Door still stands a rift ajar,
And Fancy, glancing backward and aside,
... - 4. Days
Some days my thoughts are just cocoons-all cold, and dull, and blind,
They hang from dripping branches in the grey woods of my mind;
And other days they drift and shine-such free and flying things!
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