Dream Poems

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The Old Whim Horse

by Edward George Dyson

He's an old grey horse, with his head bowed sadly,
   And with dim old eyes and a queer roll aft,
With the off-fore sprung and the hind screwed badly,
   And he bears all over the brands of graft;
And he lifts his head from the grass to wonder
   Why by night and day the whim is still,
Why the silence is, and the stampers' thunder
   Sounds forth no more from the shattered mill.

In that whim he worked when the night winds bellowed

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Love Thyself

by Wesley Kieswetter

Thy soul so fragile, thy spirit so blurred
As the gateway opens, with one magick word
The light fast approaching, what is this I see?
It’s a thought, a mirror, a reflection of me
It comes even closer, with glistening eyes
Is it something I love, or something I despise?
I hear a soft voice, an echo so slight
In my minds eye, a brilliant white light
The voice getting louder, still can’t understand
Out of the white light, an enormous white hand

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Questions Of Travel

by Elizabeth Bishop

There are too many waterfalls here; the crowded streams
hurry too rapidly down to the sea,
and the pressure of so many clouds on the mountaintops
makes them spill over the sides in soft slow-motion,
turning to waterfalls under our very eyes.
- For if those streaks, those mile-long, shiny, tearstains,
aren't waterfalls yet,
in a quick age or so, as ages go here,
they probably will be.
But if the streams and clouds keep travelling, travelling,

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The Country Of Marriage

by Wendell Berry

I.

I dream of you walking at night along the streams
of the country of my birth, warm blooms and the nightsongs
of birds opening around you as you walk.
You are holding in your body the dark seed of my sleep.

II.

This comes after silence. Was it something I said

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Palme

by Paul Valéry

Veiling, barely, his dread
Beauty and its blaze,
An angel sets warm bread
and cool milk at my place.
His eyelids make the sign
Of prayer; I lower mine,
Words interleaving vision:
--Calm, calm, be ever calm!
Feel the whole weight a palm
Bears upright in profusion.

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and I would stay

by Rikske Kessner

If dawn returned to these mountains,
cold stone could breathe,
its winding paths might lift a small song.
Then our hearth would come into view,
—and I would stay.

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It's in the Cards

by Evelyn Judy Buehler

Sally Ann had long yearned for a dog, as smoky desert longs for rain.
Sally Ann was nearly twelve years old, like noontides of glossy refrain.

She lived out in the pretty country, with both parents, an only child;
And waked daily to robin singing, on the lanes where sun first smiled.

She was happy and a bright student, like the caramel stars, twinkling;
On the edge of the summer solstice, when onyx night's still lingering.

Friendly feet, on fuchsia days, ran fleetly, as they joined in joyful races,

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