But a Fragment

But a Fragment

A Poem by Adam M. Snow
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What is this picture, but a fragment of life's shattered dream? Being the lost that I am,

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But a Fragment
By: Adam M. Snow

 

What is this picture, but a fragment
of life's shattered dream?
Being the lost that I am,
seeking a lifeless gleam.

 

T'was a night among nights,
arose the thoughts of me;
a vision appeared before my being,
drowning out the sea.

 

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© 2012 Adam M. Snow


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Wow. I am never quite sure of the meaning in most poems, but that's what makes it more magical and epic. It's personal yet full of connected wisdom. Your writing style is flawless and this is such a clear image in my mind. Soothing, searching, wandering...I'd give it a standing ovation. Well written, friend.

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Adam M. Snow

12 Years Ago

Why thank you my dear friend



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Nice I want to say now that is poetry but, it is like Jetta I'm not quite sure of the meanings at time either but, I dod know when I read a good its good. So well done as this poem was truely magico . Bravo ( clapping hands.)

Posted 12 Years Ago


The poem open the door to question and thoughts. The questions. Picture, life and dreams are what we are. I like the way you ending the poem. Thank you for the outstanding poem.
Coyote


Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

This is a breathtaking piece of work you have here I am loving it so, I have read it about 10 times, captivating and intriguing!

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Adam M. Snow

12 Years Ago

Thank you
 VelvetRosetta

12 Years Ago

Your Welcome
Ah...the fragments that make a shattered whole.... well said

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Adam M. Snow

12 Years Ago

Thank you
Short deep write, almost searching drowning in the process.

Posted 12 Years Ago


when one fully comes awake all is gone except the fleeting memory. Thank you for sharing


Posted 12 Years Ago


Wow .. I was completely absorbed into your words .. it's a beautiful write :))

Posted 12 Years Ago


Adam M. Snow

12 Years Ago

Thank you
This is quite beautiful. Not to upset you but this honestly reminds me of Annabell Lee by Edgar Allan Poe, which is one of my favorites. Amazing.

Posted 12 Years Ago


Adam M. Snow

12 Years Ago

My friends usually would call me the modern day Poe because my poems resemble so much like his
Lilith

12 Years Ago

They do, and they are well written. Poe is my favorite poet next to Maya Angelou. I'm looking forwar.. read more
Wow. I am never quite sure of the meaning in most poems, but that's what makes it more magical and epic. It's personal yet full of connected wisdom. Your writing style is flawless and this is such a clear image in my mind. Soothing, searching, wandering...I'd give it a standing ovation. Well written, friend.

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Adam M. Snow

12 Years Ago

Why thank you my dear friend
A unique flavor and aftertaste.

Posted 12 Years Ago



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Adam M. Snow
Adam M. Snow

Phoenix , AZ



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"The writer’s mind, can surpass even the most intellectual minds." –Adam M. Snow I keep my work clean, I write to inspire others. Some people would even call me a philosopher, but w.. more..

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