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Dreams

Oh! that my young life were a lasting dream!
My spirit not awakening, till the beam
Of an Eternity should bring the morrow.
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  • John S (4/7/2014 7:53:00 PM)

    A beautiful poem is like a beautiful photograph of a sunset landscape or a beautiful painting. I can say the lines over and over again in my mind and elicit a reaction like the beauty of the latter.

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  • * Sunprincess * (11/13/2013 10:52:00 PM)

    wow this poem is like the wind it blows me away...
    absolutely love this line
    ~'Twere folly still to hope for higher Heaven.~

  • Rokie Nokishi (6/18/2013 8:23:00 PM)

    It's so hopeful but still a bit mysterious. I love his poems.

  • Heather Locke (4/6/2013 12:42:00 PM)

    Very good poem. I like his poems a lot.

  • Abraham Jaggernauth (4/6/2013 11:43:00 AM)

    Very Nice, and well scripted! With inspiration and yet the dismay of this life; it reveals the inner depth of living one's dream though it may never come to past because it is a matter of living in the mind or making one's mind become a matter of reality! Very Well Done!

  • Frothy Whore (10/30/2012 6:26:00 PM)

    Dreams inspire innovation...
    Unless you're in North Korea.

  • Frothy Whore (10/30/2012 6:24:00 PM)

    Dreams lead to progress...

    Unless you're in North Korea.

  • Nims-sunshine Princess (4/7/2012 4:25:00 AM)

    Life ends with the end of dreams...

  • Michael Pruchnicki (4/6/2011 6:56:00 PM)

    It seems to me that both laureate poets on this site (Olivarez & Straw) have forgotten the fallacy of the poet as subject of his own poetry. Juan alleges that Poe was 'ruined' by his stepfather because he never got a free education courtesy of Mr Allen. Kevin insists that the 'decadent end of Romanticism' contributed to Poe's retreat into a dream world. And Eric, read again your comment that 'a dream of hopeless sorrow' surpasses 'cold reality'. Duh! that's just the point!

  • Terence George Craddock (4/6/2010 5:16:00 AM)

    A small easily portable volume, with poems and short stories of Edgar Alan Poe, accompanied me upon younger days of travel, contrasting with different cultures and historical scenic sites. Later the 'Leaves Of Grass' by Walt Whitman also. To read and ponder masters like Poe and writings like 'from Song of Myself' by Walt Whitman gives voice to thoughts and questions generations of poets have no choice but to reflect upon. Their voices are an essential part of us. As they gave so we receive. We must ever return to the source of dreams to regenerate our souls.

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