Hold fast to dreams
For if dreams fade
Life is a silent symphony
That cannot be played.
Copyright 2020 Brenda Davis Harsham
Notes: This is my first post inspired by this long summer spent at home. Reflecting on great American artists, poets and thinkers in between painting my garage and laundry room, clearing out my closet and attic, and keeping my family in food and good health.
Hold fast to dreams
For if dreams die
Life is a broken-winged bird
That cannot fly.
Hold fast to dreams
For when dreams go
Life is a barren field
Frozen with snow.
— Langston Hughes (the poem entitled Dreams)
Writing tip: Practice techniques used by people in your genre, putting your own spin on poetic structures or metaphors used. It can bring another layer of expertise to your writing, but always give credit and link to your source of inspiration if possible.
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Wonderful poem, without dreams life would be so boring. Thanks for posting this.
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Absolutely. Dreams are like hope. We always need more.
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Beautifully written….
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Thank you.
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You did it beautifully 🙂
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Thanks!
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Dreams give us a reason to get up in the mornings and do great things.
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So true. We need a reason to leave our pillows behind.
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Absolutely so true
Thanks
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Thanks for stopping by. 🙂
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I’ve always loved the inspiring Hughes’ poem and enjoy how you created your own spin on it. It sure sounds like your summer has been busy. You’re reminding me about many unstarted sorting, cleaning, and painting projects around my house!
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We are having to access more of our neglected spaces because our kitchen died. We have to move out of it. (cue the groans)
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So sorry to hear about your kitchen’s demise. I’m sure you were very close. May your new kitchen be just as well loved.
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We were very close. Now we are approaching our final days together, but we’re all super excited for the new kitchen.
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We need pictures of the new kitchen so we can rejoice with you over you newest family addition.
But please drop me a note so I don’t miss the posting. ;0)
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LOL I can’t wait to see it myself.
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I didn’t know that poem by Langston Hughes; it’s lovely, as is your own version.
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He wrote so much wonderful poetry. It’s a delight reading his words.
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Beautiful.
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Thanks!
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This is so beautiful Brenda!
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Thanks, Holly. All of us creative-types have to hold onto our dreams. 🙂
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IN deed!
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you’ve done great justice in your ode to Hughes’ poem –
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Thanks, Beth.
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That poem by Langston Hughes is one of my favorites. Memorized those first few lines when I was in college. Your version about life is just as nice and I love your photo.
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Thank you! It’s poetry as life-advice. 🙂
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Reblogged this on By the Mighty Mumford and commented:
GREAT ADVICE (I DID IT) BEAUTIFUL POST!
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