Comparison Poems

A Dream Within A Dream by Edgar Allan Poe

Take this kiss upon the brow!
And, in parting from you now,
Thus much let me avow--
You are not wrong, who deem
That my days have been a dream;
Yet if hope has flown away
In a night, or in a day,
In a vision, or in none,
Is it therefore the less gone?
All that we see or seem
Is but a dream within a dream.

I stand amid the roar
Of a surf-tormented shore,
And I hold within my hand
Grains of the golden sand--
How few! yet how they creep
Through my fingers to the deep,
While I weep--while I weep!
O God! can I not grasp
Them with a tighter clasp?
O God! can I not save
One from the pitiless wave?
Is all that we see or seem
But a dream within a dream?

A Plane within a Plane by this something or other writer

Fasten your belts and pop your ears!

It's time to release travel hardened fears,

They kick in with takeoff--

Reality gone, a blur from speed

Till I am too high for weed

To fear my death from the fall;

My emotions vibrate, they call

My heart with tremors I feel,

This new heat within me is revealed,

I have to shake my personal bane

To cool off within the plane.

I see a new try

Clouds blanket my clean sky

A canvas of uncolored color,

A site quite duller--

No builds and no scrapes,

Only vast beautiful blue drapes,

Soothe the vigilant emotion that rapes!

I lose my balmy touch,

My cheeks unclench from their clutch!

Much as the sky's complexion,

Fear becomes a reflection,

I see myself, just me, plain

I'm flying within a plane.

Puppy

Her fireman's fur too long for Cruella,

Too wired unlike a baked Calie,

She bordered me like Babe,

Her fur shed like a mist on my legs

I felt home with her at my side.

I felt home beside salt and pepper dotted fur,

Her black head cut white between brown eyes,

It ran like a shadow behind her ears,

My hands covered it as Abe's hand and his chair,

justified to claim myself home.

Her tail curled wherever she stepped

Wagging with power to knock on a door

Bouncing with youth fifteen years old

Once her tongue stopped I knew I was home.

ReFuse

A seed of light crushed

voice slit at the root

His bulb of growth,

the sign of maturity, cut

A voiceless action within

Shattered his speech

Swallowed shards of light

Consumed foreign energy

Fuse blown and bloody

Words drained into his lungs

Mute.