The below is a computer-generated response from Neo, Neopoet's computer artificial intelligence:

The poem "Dreams Beyond Tomorrow" effectively utilizes narrative and nostalgia to convey a story of childhood, friendship, and the inevitable changes brought by time. The use of specific details, such as the "bat in hand and an old worn glove" and "kids in old torn jeans and shirts," adds a layer of authenticity and vividness to the poem.

However, the poem could benefit from more varied sentence structure and rhythm. The current structure is quite repetitive, which can make the poem feel monotonous. Experimenting with different line lengths, punctuation, and rhythm could add more dynamism to the poem and make it more engaging for the reader.

Additionally, the poem could delve deeper into the emotional aspects of the narrative. While the events are clearly outlined, the emotional impact of these events on the speaker could be further explored. This could be achieved by using more emotive language or by adding more introspective moments.

Lastly, the transition from childhood to adulthood could be more smoothly executed. The shift from the innocence of childhood to the harsh realities of adulthood is quite abrupt, which can be jarring for the reader. A more gradual transition could make the narrative more cohesive and impactful.

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Hello, William,
Best childhood buddies. So much history here - and a lot left out, I'm sure. The last few lines are so poignant. I get a nostalgic feeling when reading.
Thank you,
L

so true. I know, because my life went much the same way. You took me back some years, but the memories are still there and sweet.
Nice work. ~ Geezer.
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Do you like being addressed as William or Will? First of all; I very much like your title., as it draws the reader in. (I was born in 1951) and your mention of your age took me back to my early days. I usually had only one friend at a time but we were tight. I did a lot of bicycling with my transistor radio at the age of ten.

The nostalgia is thick within this well written poem. My favorite lines of this piece are:

Just one man still standing
With only memories of when,
Kids had dreams beyond tomorrow
They thought would never end.

I like them because they do not regret, only a longing smile for yesteryear.

In this line there is a typo: I (a) searched for a pick up game of ball

But all in all; a very good poem. It started me down memory lane and I thank you! Congratulations on your win for poem of the week! It is well deserved!

*hugs, Cat

I need you to respond to my private messages.
Thank you, Geezer.
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Your poem reads like something I'd have written lol. I guess as year pile up we all have recollections of friends now gone.