Best Dylan Poems

A Dylan Thomas State of Mind

It’s precisely 2:45am...the time when
~ if I’ve fallen asleep ~
I always awake to find
Myself drenched in sweat.

I lie here beside my beloved
~ as I have so steadfastly since
16 November 2016 ~
Thinking about...wondering...pondering
The end of my existence.

I am not talking about
Taking...

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Jesus help me with my 
problems that I have each day.
When I go through many 
things everyday -
like school, listening and grades.
Jesus also help me to be
a great big brother 
and a great son to my
mother and father
and a friend to all.


By Dylan Saunders...

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Do not go gentle into morning light
Young souls should burn and rave at start of day
Rage, rage against the coming of the night

Though wise men at their dawn know toil is right,
Because their deeds must fork some lightening they
Do not go gentle into morning light

Good...

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From blog,
That Life Extends Its Seeds Beyond Our Mortal Coils, 
Wherein Truth And Light Sets A Saving Path

My Dylan Tribute poem,
Second poem

Man Is More Than A Vessel Stranded Out At Sea,
Second Tribute Poem to Dylan Thomas

That life may floweth into sad years of old age
Flailing...

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You play me for stupid.
You strum me with lust
across the brass bed,
all the words lying in the dust
of an old refrain.

You play me for stupid
while your smiles suck,
fluttering eyelashes duck
down to cover this
pain in here.

The slithering stealth
of your seductions
no longer intrigues.
I play my deductions,
subtraction reaction
as...

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Do not go gentle into that good night
     of darkness, blight, and disease;
     rage, rage against the hour of midnight—please,
with all of your might
     until I am at ease!

Do not go gentle into...

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The master thinks
behind sunglasses:
What new controverses?

And in my dreams
I asked about death.
And the new life after?

The master frowned
behind his glasses:
a controversial point?

The mystery man,
He gave an answer:
His own true opinion?

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" WHEN  ALL  THAT  YOU  HELD  SACRED
   FALLS  DOWN  AND  DOES  NOT  MEND... 

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I fell asleep listening to Dylan Thomas recite poetry like a lullaby ---
If I am lucky this is what it will be like on the day that I die....

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Forbid them not the gentle of good night.
Old age welcomes the rest at end of day.
Sweet to tired eyes the dying of the light.

Wise men who know the dark of light is right
Have shared their knowledge with wild youth and they
Go very gentle into that...

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Hello Poetry Soup friends. I’m really excited because there is another member of my family here. My 15 year old nephew JUST joined tonight. If you are a friend of mine, why don’t you just mosey on there and welcome him in? I would be...

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Newport Folk Festival 1965.

 Behind the mirror is where we all
Tend to lurk,
Suffering through the pain of glass.

No one likes change,
Sometimes it is almost viewed as a sin.
Then you are punished
For attaining a higher majesty,
An alliance nearly gone.

But the times they were a changing
Folk had...

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Dylan one word shy, defense strong
cutting base lines with intensity 
court time's hustling, miles spent
good times with assist, perfect jumper sent
dreams cemented building more to ascend
let your fondness speak to your reality
adorned fertile times tomorrows will be your charm
do diligent s, strive 
with smart hard...

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Bob Dylan is great
And he is real mate

He started out like Woodie Guthrie
But only roughly

He told us the answer was in the wind
He was all so thin

He went electric and creative
It went hectic and stimulative

He was called Judas and booed off stage
The crowds were in...

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There are people in this world today,
Who know they have something special to say,
So listen, Listen.
They may be right, and we may be wrong, 
So they try in a song to help us along,
If you listen, just listen
Bob Dylan warned us years ago, 
“To gather...

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