Joseph Anderson

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Perhaps A Dream-Sonnet - Poem by Joseph Anderson

The day has spent, to bed I go,
All vigor gone, all movement slow;
Life's daily grind must rule the day,
'Tis night when mind comes out to play.

My dreams shall be of yesteryears,
Of hopes and loves, of trials and tears;
Fond memories garnered through the days,
A brief delay from 'morrows haze.

In nightly visions I shall see
The things held dear, in memory;
Then dawn arrives, another day,
Oh! Dawn begone, I wish to stay.

And even in the darkest night
I find much comfort, much respite.

1998


Comments about Perhaps A Dream-Sonnet by Joseph Anderson

  • Adeline Foster (8/31/2012 12:46:00 PM)


    Good and almost a sonnet. Most lines are only 4 feet or 8 syllables. Read my sonnet - Sonnet Beyond Love -
    Adeline
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  • Valsa George (8/23/2012 8:17:00 AM)


    The musings of a contented soul! ! Beauty reflected in life and verse! ! (Report) Reply

  • Hans Vr (8/12/2012 7:08:00 AM)


    This beautifully written. Very nice rhyming.
    Content also superb. Our dreams are one of our very much cherished possesions.
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  • Heather Wilson (8/10/2012 5:07:00 PM)


    A wonderful poem, Even in the darkest night I find much comfort, great thought in this write, (Report) Reply

  • (8/9/2012 10:09:00 PM)


    Warm and endearing. Sweetly nostalgic and refined—every verse. Your poem gives us much to hold on to. Clear imagery. Melodious flow. Beautiful Joseph (Report) Reply

  • Captain Cur (8/9/2012 7:24:00 PM)


    The frabic of which dreams are made. Transitory,
    yet of the greatest value. Great poem, Joe.
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  • Valerie Dohren (8/9/2012 2:35:00 PM)


    Wonderful Joseph, beautifully written, metered and rhymed. As we get older, we all tend to look back and wistfully recall the joys, and tears, of youth. Poignant too. Excellent. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, August 9, 2012



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