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An Old Picture

Rating: 3.3

THERE are times when a dream delicious
Steals into a musing hour,
Like a face with love capricious
That peeps from a woodland bower;
And one dear scene comes changeless;
A wooded hill and a river;
A deep, cool bend, where the lilies end,
And the elm-tree shadows quiver.

And I lie on the brink there, dreaming
That the life I live is a dream;
That the real is but the seeming,
And the true is the sun-flecked stream.
Beneath me, the perch and the bream sail past
In the dim cool depths of the river;
The struggling fly breaks the mirrored sky
And the elm-tree shadows quiver.

There are voices of children away on the hill;
There are bees thro' the flag-flowers humming;
The lighter-man calls to the lock, and the mill
On the farther side is drumming.
And I sink to sleep in my dream of a dream,
In the grass by the brink of a river,
Where the voices blend and the lilies end
And the elm-tree shadows quiver.

Like a gift from the past is the kindly dream,
For the sorrow and passion and pain
Are adrift like the leaves on the breast of the stream,
And the child-life comes again.
O, the sweet sweet pain of a joy that died—
Of a pain that is joy forever!
O, the life that died in the stormy tide
That was once my sun-flecked river.

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COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Susan Williams 08 August 2017

Gorgeous imagery! I'd paste my favorite lines here but then I'd be posting about 3/4 of the poem!

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Anil Kumar Panda 08 August 2017

And I lie on the brink there, dreaming That the life I live is a dream; That the real is but the seeming, And the true is the sun-flecked stream.... is just beautiful. A beautiful poem with sweet flow and rhyming. Feeling good while reading. Congrats.

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Edward Kofi Louis 08 August 2017

Memories! ! Of a pain that is joy forever! Thanks for sharing.

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Edward Kofi Louis 08 August 2017

Memories! ! Oder a pain that is joy forever! Thanks for sharing.

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Kumarmani Mahakul 08 August 2017

Gorgeous poem with stunning expression..Thanks and congratulation to his soul.

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Mahtab Bangalee 22 December 2019

an old picture reminds and tells the whole happy to sorrow story of the past

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I like the internal rhymes and the flow of the poetic words.

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Savita Tyagi 22 December 2019

Beautiful. A dream that steals in morning and leaves one with a desire to go back to sleep.......written with such lovely expressions and poetic rhythm.

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Dr Antony Theodore 22 December 2019

Where the voices blend and the lilies end And the elm-tree shadows quiver. Like a gift from the past is the kindly dream, For the sorrow and passion and pain Are adrift like the leaves on the breast of the stream, And the child-life comes again.. very good poem.

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Harley White 22 December 2019

This is a truly beautiful poem that flows lyrically and shows excellent craftsmanship...

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