Until I Soar the Horizon Before Me

Until I Soar the Horizon Before Me

A Poem by Adam M. Snow
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Do I wake or do I dream. Do I live or do I die. Twinkle now I ponder here As I travel, far and near.

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Until I Soar the Horizon Before Me 
By: Adam M. Snow

Do I wake or do I dream.
Do I live or do I die.
Twinkle now I ponder here
As I travel, far and near.
I speak that I dare not speak;
I long after a dream to wake,
But not wake fully from a glimpse,
Leaving I but many simps.
Do I wake or do I dream.
Do I live or do I die. 
Until I soar the horizon before me,
I am caged until I am free.

© 2012 Adam M. Snow



Author's Note

Adam M. Snow
***NOTE*** Simps mean Fools

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nice

Posted 4 Years Ago


Wow this is amazing, you phrase the questions in an intriguing way.

Posted 4 Years Ago


Amazing as always!

I loved it!

KEEP IT UP!

Posted 5 Years Ago


I like the questions create by the poem. We must make many decisions. Most of us feel caged up. Few will know real freedom. Thank you for the outstanding poetry.
Coyote

Posted 5 Years Ago


Love the ending and thank you for the definition in your author's note... nice piece.

Posted 5 Years Ago


a write to treasure. loved this one.

Posted 5 Years Ago


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*happily sighs* this was so beautifully written i just can't get over how good this poem was!!!!! maaaaaan! i wish my friends like poetry i woud have so many poems of yours to introduce them to!!

Posted 5 Years Ago


There is a grand depth to this piece. there are times in life when we question many things. This shows some of those strong questions and the emotion comes through clearly.

Posted 5 Years Ago


To rush through would be a great disgrace. This poem definitely fascinated me, held my interest and was fast paced, but not incredibly so to the point where I lost my place.

Posted 5 Years Ago


Ach, this is me. I read your poem in my Canary Cage, in an office in Canary Warft. I can't see anything through the window, which is some distance away, other than other buildings. Not one patch of sky can i see. i can see nothing green, nothing natural from my corporate tomb here. And so reading your poem makes me think strongly of escape. I want to do exactly what your title says. so your poem has real meaning for this prisoner.

Posted 5 Years Ago



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Adam M. Snow
Adam M. Snow

El Mirage, 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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