Author John Gould Fletcher Although there was no sound in all the house,I could not forbear listening for the cry of those long white rippling wavesDragging up their strength to break on the sullen beach of the sky. Tags Short Poems Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 No votes yet Rate Log in or register to post comments