Oh

When I was young, I had a dream

an artist is what I wanted to be

singing, dancing, painting, writing,

talking, sharing, loving, helping

a little place at Five Points in Atlanta

seemed so perfect to me

But it was not to be

with husbands and children,

somewhere I lost me, my dreams

and filed away all that was dear to me

as foolishness,

 conformed to their ways

in misery, I hate to say

Poor choices, little education, and bad luck

came my way, and each time

tragedy happened, I always did the same thing

became footloose, and fancy free

painting rented walls red,

laying on a blanket to watch the stars

the dream never left me

I was the one who ran away

Maybe someday

 

Reviews

[Crowley]

I like what selene said better than what I was going so say. If to be an artist is what you desire, you are...keep writing, loving and living, thats all it takes.

[NoneOfYourBusiness akaK..]

we are only on pause~ dear friend~ one day that button will be our own to release~ and then those tightly folded wings~ my goodness~ how they will spread~ and we will remember what it is to fly~ like riding a bicycle~ you never forget~

[Rick Puetter]

Dear luciddreamer,

Sometimes it's hard not to run away, isn't it? But we have to make sure we don't make it a habit.

This was a powerful write. I feel the anguish in your words. Putting away one's dreams is painful. It then seems that the only way to go on without feeling this pain is never to think about your dreams again. And this gets easier and easier as the dreams slip further and further from ever being realized.

Wonderfully writing, showing tremendous insight.

My very best regards,

Rick

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we sometimes feel that the choices we have made in life are wrong or not us...but we made those choices and should bless them...you can make new choices because we can be however we choose to be...sometimes we think thats who we are..but ulitmately it's not..

[Jeff Loquist]

dreams can be a tricky thing...but they will never...ever leave you alone until you face them and settle up

[Desert Dreamer]

Hold on to your dreams, don't lose them...the process of conforming often causes us to forget our dreams and live in a colorless world.

[Tony]

Hey! These are not my shoes!
D****t, I want my Old shoes back.
This author really has a way of insinuating that maybe we have wasted a lot of time building something that doesn't work, but has a pleasing appearance.
It's the smell of those rentals we paint, that eventually causes us to conform, or revolt.....