What is your favorite poem?

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   SerenityHaloposted 3 years ago

   What is your favorite poem?

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   dashingscorpioposted 3 years ago

   It's a tie for me.
   "Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening"
   
   - Robert Frost
   "Invictus" - William Ernest Henley

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   Besarienposted 3 years ago

   Wow, that is a tough question. Not sure I have an all time favorite. Right now this is mine for today, anyway:
   
   I don’t love you as if you were a rose of salt, topaz,   
   or arrow of carnations that propagate fire:   
   I love you as one loves certain obscure things,   
   secretly, between the shadow and the soul.
   I love you as the plant that doesn’t bloom but carries   
   the light of those flowers, hidden within itself,   
   and thanks to your love the tight aroma that arose   
   from the earth lives dimly in my body.
   I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where,   
   I love you directly without problems or pride:
   I love you like this because I don’t know any other way to love,
   except in this form in which I am not nor are you,   
   so close that your hand upon my chest is mine,   
   so close that your eyes close with my dreams. - Pablo Neruda, Sonnet 17

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   tsmogposted 3 years ago

   That is a tough one for me. I can not really sort through them all and arrive at favorite. I think off my head the one that pops in my mind is a poem written by a friend about her father. The poet is Sannel Larson and the poem is 'Until We Meet Again'. http://sannelsworld.blogspot.com/2013/1 … again.html
   
   Every time I read this poem my heart opens . . .

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   EzekielHawkposted 3 years ago

   The Road Not Taken ~ Robert Frost
   
       I shall be telling this with a sigh
       Somewhere ages and ages hence:
       Two roads diverged in a wood, and I —
       I took the one less traveled by,
       And that has made all the difference.
   
   Though it sounds to be a very general poem. But to me it's a BIG inspiration.
   
   The poet has to decide which path to go for and he, unlike the rest of the people, listens to his heart and decides to go for the other one even though it is not safer to go.

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   Qmarpatposted 3 years ago

   One of my favorite classic poems is: "When I Was One and Twenty".

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