The clearness of a dream
I had in bed last night
Has dimmed at dawn-
I'm awake and looking west,
Its dialogue in a deep sleep
Now almost vanished
In the wash of awakening.
In the dream, so real I swear,
She appeared:
Into my head as I slept she crept:
Always eighteen.
As lovely as I left her
At her father's hearth
And said our last goodbyes
To all the years of my unspoken love.
Love's Labour- I began to say,
(Speaking of the title of a play)
But there she stopped me
In my mid line
To finish it herself this time:
'Love's Labour- is never- Lost'
Contradicting
Both Shakespeare and myself.
That was the only thing she said
As with the dream she left my bed.
The thought 'Love's Labour- is never- Lost' is highly moving one towards deep faith in life.it is a great gift to all of us.
i especially enjoyed the following lines: slept she crept: Always eighteen. That was the only thing she said As with the dream she left my bed. besides enjoying the rhymes, i found your lines very picturesque. thanks for sharing. i give it an excellent, which i don't give easily. in fact if i wait too long to vote i may drop it a notch. na.
The tender memories of youth. Powerful. As lovely as I left her at her father's hearth. Soars your heart back in time. Well done. Best of luck.
Matt, it's been a while ago, sweetest and simplest line i've ever read " As with the dream she left my bed." , men of this age have no idea nor will understand any of these lines.
My belated but sincere gratitude to all of you who reacted to and commented on 'Always Eighteen. Bless you.
4 1/2 years later i have returned to this poem, not realizing i'd read it (see previous comment, if you wish) . favorite lines so far (and almost then as well) : She appeared: Into my head as I slept she crept: ...................and again i especially enjoyed the last stanza. to MyPoemList and i think my future May showcase. it's a very fine poem! ! ! bri :)
Wow what a vision and sensational how u put the dream to ink of poetry! Great way to share a vivid dream in style! Thumbs up. Nice to read u again poet.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A very wonderful, moving poem. always eighteen, yes that is where i want to be and love's labor never lost is a beautiful beautiful thought to hold onto forever. gayle