Patience
How time collapses
even the longest
held dream – that
trip to Italy
or the stilted
studio to the
barn’s rear, or
even the first
book and its
publication to early
acclaim by age
forty, fifty, sixty…
O at the Edges
Musings on poetry, language, perception, numbers, food, and anything else that slips through the cracks.
O at the Edges 
Nice short poem!
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Thank you.
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Sometimes the long held dreams are fulfilled, then don’t end up being quite what you imagined……?
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They often cease to matter along the way, and you only notice that after you achieve them. Funny how that is.
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Yeah
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truth!!!!
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Thank you, Karen!
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That “early acclaim” thing kind of morphs into “late,” doesn’t it? 🙂 Or, just dissolves ….
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It really does, Cate. It also stopped meaning anything truly significant a while back… 🙂 The writing itself is all that matters.
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I feel that too, Bob. Lucky us.
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We are lucky!
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The unattained, once valued as much as that achieved. Yet does it ever lose its value? After all, it does continue to hold a dim spark.
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I tend to value the unattained more than the achieved. Once something’s been accomplished, oh, well, been there, done that. 🙂
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so true!!
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Thanks, Nancie.
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Thank you that is really good and also my name is patience I was named after a song by Guns & Roses called Patience…..
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Thank you, Patience. I know that song…
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Cool a lot of people don’t…..
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I like to think that I pragmatically have no dreams, that I gave them up long ago after repeated disappointment. But your words only serve to emphasize that though I’ve shoved them out of sight, they still lurk underneath all that other stuff in the back of the closet. So much emotion in a few words…beautiful. (K)
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One of my longest held, private (secret?) dreams achieved fruition recently. I had long given up thinking it was possible. Yet here I am today, recipient of the universe’s awesome magic.
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Proof that it does happen sometimes, and even to the right people!
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Yes!
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Soon’s I wipe that persistent unpout off my face after racing through that piece of impatience I shall slow down, go back and enjoy at leisure, Robert. What a nice gift. Thanks.
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So pleased you enjoyed it. Thank you!
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Beautiful !
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Thanks very much!
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Ego and passion fighting entropy. Entropy always wins.
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Ego tries, but yeah…
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The young hold ambitions, the old learn to live with what actually happens. Something like that?
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Yes, and ambitions evolve.
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Enjoy the day!
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There is much to enjoy, Susi. Thank you!
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Indeed!
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