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Life Is A Privilege

by Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Life is a privilege. Its youthful days
Shine with the radiance of continuous Mays.
To live, to breathe, to wonder and desire,
To feed with dreams the heart’s perpetual fire,
To thrill with virtuous passions, and to glow
With great ambitions – in one hour to know
The depths and heights of feeling – God! in truth,
How beautiful, how beautiful is youth!

Life is a privilege. Like some rare rose

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My Inner Life

by Robert William Service

'Tis true my garments threadbare are,
And sorry poor I seem;
But inly I am richer far
Than any poet's dream.
For I've a hidden life no one
Can ever hope to see;
A sacred sanctuary none
May share with me.

Aloof I stand from out the strife,

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Change

by Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Changed? Yes, I will confess it – I have changed.
I do not love you in the old fond way.
I am your friend still – time has not estranged
One kindly feeling of that vanished day.

But the bright glamour which made life a dream,
The rapture of that time, its sweet content,
Like visions of a sleeper’s brain they seem –
And yet I cannot tell you how they went.

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O Captain! My Captain!

by Walt Whitman

O CAPTAIN! my Captain! our fearful trip is done;
The ship has weather'd every rack, the prize we sought is won;
The port is near, the bells I hear, the people all exulting,
While follow eyes the steady keel, the vessel grim and daring:
But O heart! heart! heart!
O the bleeding drops of red,
Where on the deck my Captain lies,
Fallen cold and dead.
O Captain! my Captain! rise up and hear the bells;
Rise up--for you the flag is flung--for you the bugle trills; 10

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If

by Rudyard Kipling

If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you;
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too:
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or, being lied about, don't deal in lies,
Or being hated don't give way to hating,
And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise;

If you can dream- -and not make dreams your master;

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Recent Dream Poems

Fantasy on a rainbow

by Ghairo Daniels

Placed 3rd in International Contest
July 2025

on smooth hot rock I sat in REVERIE
after a HALLUCINATION drink of
mushroom, poppies and truffle
IMAGINATION soared like bald eagle
on high, throwing twin twigs with sigh

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horario estelar, dios estelar

by atef ayadi

amazon,
un niño llamado bezos,
el bosque de los sueños
se comió el mapa.
nada está lejos,
todo es un estante.

puedes vender,
pero pagas para ser visto.
la visibilidad se subasta

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Between Dreams and Reality

by Ann Tony

Calm and serene it is,
With bright sunshine and a sweet smell.
Pretty little flowers surround me,
Emanating a smell as sweet as honey.
A book in one hand and coffee in the other,
I sit and enjoy the silence that drowns me.
My heart throbs with happiness,
No, it’s contentment.
So much, that I feel placid.
Suddenly, everything blurs as a drop of tear falls,

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A Snappy Comeback

by Evelyn Judy Buehler

Little Miss Mary was thirteen years old, and lived in gold, olden days;
Like the longed for future, peeking at past, both of them full of praise.

Miss Mary lived in a western town, with her dear Mother and Father;
And adored redbirds as daily companions, singing 'til days got darker.

Mary loved the magical, motley circus, eager as they came to town;
For they offered the exciting and new, with old favorites, like clowns.

The fuchsia faction was in full flower, in gardens of Mary and friends,

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Yesterday in a Moment

by Evelyn Judy Buehler

Soon dawn at plum morn
though pearly moon still keeps watch,
for the golden end.
Afternoon's recalled in dreams
adorned in wild color schemes.

Memory Lane sleeps
as orange noon is coming,
after dusk scarlet.
Lemon-lime hours revisit

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