Matt Mooney

Rookie - 96 Points (1943 / South Galway, Ireland.)

Always Eighteen - Poem by Matt Mooney

The clearness of a dream
I had in bed last night
Has dimmed at dawn-
I'm awake and looking west,
Its dialogue in a deep sleep
Now almost vanished
In the wash of awakening.

In the dream, so real I swear,
She appeared:
Into my head as I slept she crept:
Always eighteen.
As lovely as I left her
At her father's hearth
And said our last goodbyes
To all the years of my unspoken love.
Love's Labour- I began to say,
(Speaking of the title of a play)
But there she stopped me
In my mid line
To finish it herself this time:
'Love's Labour- is never- Lost'

Contradicting
Both Shakespeare and myself.
That was the only thing she said
As with the dream she left my bed.


Comments about Always Eighteen by Matt Mooney

  • Bronze Star - 2,836 Points S.zaynub Kamoonpuri (3/23/2015 3:55:00 PM)

    Wow what a vision and sensational how u put the dream to ink of poetry! Great way to share a vivid dream in style! Thumbs up.
    Nice to read u again poet. (Report) Reply

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  • Rookie - 1 Points Charles Monroe (10/29/2013 1:45:00 PM)

    'Top One-Hundred Poets Club'
    Out of Thousands and thousands of Poems online
    Mine was number sixty-five.
    Poet with a Thousand Kills
    But with weak promotion skills.
    Poem Hunters lose their way
    And, at times, become the prey
    All is fair in War and Love
    Top One-Hundred Poets Club.
    All contestants orchestrated
    Or perhaps they're all related
    Smiling proud with Pen in Hand
    We remain the Underrated.
    It will take a thousand Poets
    Just to help you stay afloat
    But nothing beats the satisfaction
    To receive an honest Vote.
    Poem Hunts the lamest Ducks
    I Searched You a thousand bucks
    Poison Ink reigns from above
    Top One-hundred Poets Club

    P.X

    #65 Charles Monroe


    Novus Ordo Seclorum (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 0 Points Dipy Hermonite (10/20/2013 2:17:00 PM)

    A nice write. Have cast my vote (Report) Reply

  • Bronze Star - 2,046 Points Susan Lacovara (10/20/2013 12:34:00 AM)

    I have indeed voted for your lovely poem...sometimes the bittersweet return, of a lover, lost, even if only in a fleeting dream, is enough to make the heart dance again...as if 18...and unaware of the long life road ahead...beautifully expressed. I now take your words, with me, and drift towards sleep...in search of my lost love. Goodnight and PEACE (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Tom Bannon (10/19/2013 2:54:00 PM)

    Fantastic piece - Love the dialogue in the poem and another lovely memory put down beautifully in verse (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Jim Larkin (10/19/2013 10:10:00 AM)

    Awesome poetry Matt. I love it. Very touching. Keep writing such great poetry. A+++++++++ (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Karin Joyce (10/19/2013 9:00:00 AM)

    The tender memories of youth. Powerful. As lovely as I left her at her father's hearth. Soars your heart back in time. Well done. Best of luck. (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 8,548 Points Bri Edwards (10/12/2013 10:11:00 PM)

    i especially enjoyed the following lines:

    slept she crept:
    Always eighteen.

    That was the only thing she said
    As with the dream she left my bed.

    besides enjoying the rhymes, i found your lines very picturesque.
    thanks for sharing. i give it an excellent, which i don't give easily. in fact if i wait too long to vote i may drop it a notch. na. (Report) Reply

  • Veteran Poet - 1,064 Points Kanav Justa (12/29/2012 4:02:00 AM)

    It touched my heart straight away..... awsum writee (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 444 Points Rekha Mandagere (2/8/2011 11:22:00 PM)

    The thought 'Love's Labour- is never- Lost' is highly moving one towards deep faith in life.it is a great gift to all of us. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 26 Points G Sweeney (1/7/2011 7:36:00 AM)

    A very wonderful, moving poem. always eighteen, yes that is where i want to be and love's labor never lost is a beautiful beautiful thought to hold onto forever. gayle (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Constance K Yost (1/5/2011 10:17:00 AM)

    a supernova, Matt, from start to finish...Those dreams, we always wake up!
    Constance (Report) Reply

  • Freshman - 765 Points Juan Olivarez (11/15/2010 6:33:00 PM)

    Excellent poetry Matt, your writing reminds me of The works of William Butler Yeats.
    It is definitely a ten (Report) Reply

  • Rookie John Oconnell (11/4/2010 6:47:00 AM)

    CERTAINLY WORTH A 10 AND MORE! ONE HUMDINGER OF A WRITE - THANKS. BEST WISHES, JOHN (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Bert Bell (10/27/2010 10:39:00 PM)

    This is an absolutely marvelous poem. It's so poignant and visceral and the images are keen and vivid. It's simply splendid. 10++++ (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 94 Points Nivedita Bagchi SPC UK (5/30/2010 3:28:00 AM)

    'Love's Labour- is never- Lost' ~ Maestro

    She left the virtuality. ‘Into my head as I slept she crept: /Always eighteen. For future contemplation and regurgitation to be all time in nostalgia ‘Always eighteen’ even decades after

    Excellent poetry Sir
    10/10 [for all eighteens]
    Ms. Nivedita
    UK (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Mary Joy Lumanog (5/7/2010 4:39:00 PM)

    A very nice and compelling poem to read... (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 0 Points Anita Trivedi (4/23/2010 1:41:00 AM)

    I use to believe dreams are beutiful but after reading this one my Believe has became more stronger........ its real beuty............. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 0 Points Rachel Ann Butler (11/8/2009 4:28:00 PM)

    'As lovely as I left her
    At her father's hearth'

    Rachel Ann Butler (Report) Reply

  • Rookie ~ Jon London ~ (9/15/2009 6:38:00 AM)

    A magical write Matt....The romantic ink this has been written with stands proud through out....We all feel our youth return inside with love....it cures us all....beautiful composition 10 (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, July 23, 2009

Poem Edited: Wednesday, September 4, 2013


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