I'm still chasing impossible dreams, like a madman reaching for the stars.
I'm still unattached, untethered, like a ship without anchor, drifting with the unpredictable currents of life.
I'm still happy; most of the time, just never completely happy.
I am still very much 'incompletely' happy.
Salvador Dali |
Here's something I wrote the other night that just about sums it up;
As dawn rises over the city
I slip unnoticed into bed
with memories like silent movies
flickering through my head
Images may remain forever
like paintings on permanent display
but sound...is fading with time
and time...is fading away
:(
Very nice words.
ReplyDeleteWhats wrong with being single and on the prowl?
Thanks Tempo - I guess there 's nothing wrong as such...
DeleteI love those words - a poem - The right person will turn up just when you're not expecting them Joe.
ReplyDeleteThanks Dicky, I'm glad you liked the poem.
DeleteWonderful and sad. You have a beautiful way with words.
ReplyDeleteThank you Nessa - I wanted to say as much as possible with minimum words
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