Nobodies Nobody Poet Free verse

Letters To Dead Poets; Chapter 1: To William Blake

In that endless night
we heed; cold and bitterness
unto the morning light
Sightless vision binds our eyes
madness disembarks into our lives
A cold dark prison earned
is the bittersweet sentence served
A life stolen and a life lived in hush
tis golden silence upon that burning bush

Trembling utterances on the grave
it's the human heart that we poets save
In this final night and in that coming day
let all that you dream become what may
for once the fires lit, the dream is here to stay.

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In response to:

"Some are Born to sweet delight
Some are Born to sweet delight
Some are Born to Endless Night"

From Auguries of Innocence, by William Blake

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Nancy Kaufman September 25, 2023 at 2:28 PM I enjoyed this piece you penned and it's powerful message. I need to read more poetry in general, only recall "tiger, tiger, burning bright", as one of William Blake's most famous ones. Nobodies Nobody September 25, 2023 at 3:13 PM Thank you! The first few lines of Auguries of Innocence are very well known. To see a World in a Grain of Sand And a Heaven in a Wild Flower Hold Infinity in the palm of your hand And Eternity in an hour