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Sheep HUDDLED, rain-drenched, forlorn they stood, Their fleeces blown one way; The wet wind cried in solitude About the failing day. Leaves whirled below, aloft; the sky Sagged like a sodden shroud; No stir of life, no pleading cry, Came from the draggled crowd. Sudden the western portals wide Opened on that gaunt fold; Then lo, a flock beautified With fleeces dripping gold!
SHEEP BY: C. KENNETT BURROW
I chose this poem because it gives me a great image of the sheep and what is happening. I also chose this poem because it happens over a period of time; it’s not talking about just a rainy day but about the beginning of a rainy day and how it gradually gets better. Lastly I chose this poem because it has a nice rhythm and because it rhymes.
Alliteration: wet wind, sagged like a sodden shroud Personification: wind cried Rhyming scheme: 1st and 3rd rhyme. 2nd and 4th rhyme
GLOG BY: TIRZA DE BRUIN GRADE 7
