Sid Gardner
We all fantasize at times.Whether we recognise what is reality or wish depends on our experience in loving. Perhaps our expectations are coloured by a single ephemeral moment which catches our breath. Just like a dream that lingers long after the cloak of night and darkness has opened to the day.It is not necessary to consider the depth of that moment but to keep it and savour its essence before it melts in the palm of our hand as a single snowflake.

Nice one Jenks....
2012-03-29

Yanto
sad, and comforting........love it.
2012-03-11

It's worse for our generation. Young people won't even know what they're missing, we do. It's like waking from a pleasant dream to a dreary day.

Of course, if you were seduced by a lover promising and swearing riches, well Jenks, you were, in the parlance of our generation: an easy lay. Duped, and not just duped by anyone, but by the WORST.

You weren't alone.
2012-03-03

Lawrence Beck
Winter has set in, maybe an ice age. It's hard to say when more blossoms will appear.
2012-03-01

Stan Cooper
Hi Jenks

It's a good and sad poem....You once imagined he world was real...the problem may be that, yes, the world is real, but the reality is not what you wanted or expected...

I enjoyed reading this one

xxx Stan
2012-02-27

Stan Cooper
Hi Jenks

It's a good and sad poem....You once imagined he world was real...the problem may be that, yes, the world is real, but the reality is not what you wanted or expected...

I enjoyed reading this one

xxx Stan
2012-02-27