Dream Girl Poem by Carl Sandburg

Dream Girl

Rating: 3.2


You will come one day in a waver of love,
Tender as dew, impetuous as rain,
The tan of the sun will be on your skin,
The purr of the breeze in your murmuring speech,
You will pose with a hill-flower grace.

You will come, with your slim, expressive arms,
A poise of the head no sculptor has caught
And nuances spoken with shoulder and neck,
Your face in a pass-and-repass of moods
As many as skies in delicate change
Of cloud and blue and flimmering sun.

Yet,
You may not come, O girl of a dream,
We may but pass as the world goes by
And take from a look of eyes into eyes,
A film of hope and a memoried day.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Michael Laureate 01 November 2019

Just amazing. Lovely poem.

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Mahtab Bangalee 24 May 2019

it's great beautiful expression- Your face in a pass-and-repass of moods As many as skies in delicate change

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Xavier Darnaut 11 May 2019

Hello, always a pleasure to read poems, thks

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Jay Press 29 April 2007

'A poise of the head no sculptor has caught' i really really like that line man, this poem provokes some interesting concepts, i dont know if their entireley intended or not.

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Tim Hayes 13 November 2006

I've been there. I can see her 50 years later.

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