When I look at the sky now, I look at it for you.
I don’t know if we’re in the beginning or in the final stage.
They say the ice will hold so there I go, forced to believe them by my act of trusting people,
Stepping out on it
What torture lurks within a single thought.
And, in parting from you now,
Is all that we see or seen, but a dream within a dream?
Birds fly here without any sound, unfolding their wings across the open.
They say tomorrow will be just like today, only different.
When we stride or stroll across the frozen lake,
We place our feet where they have never been.
At first we laugh, and then we wonder.
But first laugh so loud that everybody in the world frowns and says, “Shhhh.”
As the sun went down the sky,
My memories came to flew away like the leaves in the fall,
And took me home.
Before She Died
By: Karen Chase
After Us
By: Comie Wanek
The Farewell
By: Edward Field
A Fixed Idea
By: Amy Lowell
A Dream within a Dream
By:Edgar Allan Poe
At the UN-National Monument Along the Canadian Border
By: William Stufford
Publication Date
By: Franz Wright
Gratitude to Old Teachers
By: Robert Bly
Thanks for Remembering us
By: Dana Gioia
Do you have any idea for those of us just started out?
By: Ron Koertge
A Birthday Candle
By: Donald Justice
My Life
By: Diana Lee
This poem is so touching…
*sniff sniff*
I really wished you’d made it clearer which parts were poem and which (if any?) were the things you added in. It’s interesting to see how people have pieced different parts of poems together to form their own meaning.
Also, I like how you added you name at the end of the list of sources. Nice Touch.
Wow you used a lot of poems! Good job!
Argh, this one’s good.
How does everyone do it?
I’m too scared to post mine now. =.=