Old dreams

This quadrille is for the Secret Keeper’s writing prompt. The words this week are:

AGE | SEE | DARK | WISE | CLIMB

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In this age of darkness

is it wisdom or folly

to climb to heights we cannot see?

Does happiness wait beyond the clouds

or is it gone,

lost in the slipstream of our eager flight,

a flash of blue and gold of old dreams?

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Jane Dougherty

I used to do lots of things I didn't much enjoy. Now I am officially a writer. It's what I always wanted to be.

19 thoughts on “Old dreams”

  1. A lovely philosophical poem, Jane, but I can’t imagine not hoping and dreaming. I agree with others above that the image is perfect,
    Also, I’d forgotten the word “slipstream,” which I really like. πŸ™‚

    1. I agree about dreaming. It’s sad when the dream is lost in the push to succeed though. It’s a lovely image, and slipstream is a great word πŸ™‚ Remember ‘spindrift’?

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