Treasure Island

Carl Sandburg

(6 January 1878 – 22 July 1967 / Illinois)

Dreams in the Dusk


Dreams in the dusk,
Only dreams closing the day
And with the day’s close going back
To the gray things, the dark things,
The far, deep things of dreamland.

Dreams, only dreams in the dusk,
Only the old remembered pictures
Of lost days when the day’s loss
Wrote in tears the heart’s loss.

Tears and loss and broken dreams
May find your heart at dusk.

Submitted: Friday, January 03, 2003

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  • BEAU GOLDEN (3/19/2007 3:30:00 AM)

    I like this poem about loss, If i were eulogizing, i may use it. My poem, called LOSS is in poemhunter. (Report) Reply

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