EMPTY SHELLS
This is the shed that holds the shelves
that hold the dreams that hold the man
here is the house that holds the garden
that holds the shed that holds the shelves
that hold the dreams that hold the man
to all the things he dreamed about when
things were what he dreamed about.
But when he has to leave the house behind
that holds the garden that holds the shed
that holds the shelves that held
the dreams that held the man
that now have let him go
now just an empty shell remains -
when there's no purpose nor reason it seems
there's no need of places for empty dreams.
raypool
Sat 27th Jul 2024 13:10
Thank you for all the likes to Hugh, Aisha Lorisa Holden K.Lynn Helene and Endigo.
I'm having problems still with parting with stuff, and deciding what I can do without and how to profit from some of it if sold Graham. Zen itself brings back a period once treasured !
Nicely put Stephen, and shows an understanding of what I was getting at!
An astute observation Martin - I was aiming at a sort of decreasing cyclical idea of re examination I suppose. I'm afraid a lot of my work is fatalistic. You touched on an aspect I was hoping to come over which is dementia, but I couldn't shape it in directly without breaking the pattern (?) I think it still works with that in mind!
Hi David,
I feel there's a theme developing in your comment of the vulnerability of private dreams and how they can become destroyed by actual experience. Certainly that is a real aspect of life and the curtain separating us from the "invasions" of reality can become threadbare and no longer quite serve. It seems to me that you have a very real grip on the important things now. How we grow can be so painful. We are all teetering on the edge of isolation in various forms!
Thanks too for the compliment.
Ray