A Place Dearer To Me Poem by Ben Gieske

A Place Dearer To Me

Rating: 3.1

We never drove to Harlan
Over the ridges and through the high land.

We never shared the dreams of Schubert’s Traumerei
Never enjoyed the Gehmütlichkeit of sweet Lorelei.

We never got to breathe a Londonderry Air
Berean Hills was the place where we first made a pair.

“A place on this earth that is dearer to me than
all of the cities of pleasure......
Your high hills and mountain always on my mind.....
And when I turn homeward; ....my heart breaks in song”. **

* from The Raven by Edgar Allen Poe
** from “The High Hills and Mountains”, a song by Jean Ritchie

- September 10,2008

Rachel Butler 10 October 2009

Berean Hills was the place where we first made a pair. Rachel Ann Butler

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Meggie Gultiano 17 December 2008

I love this, Ben..and my heart breaks in a song..And thank yopu so much for this wonderful sharing Love and hugs, Meggie

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Sathyanarayana M V S 19 September 2008

This poem is a sheer beauty of feelings and expression. I liked it so much

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Ershad Mazumder 10 September 2008

Thanks for this piece.I liked it.

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