Dare I wish?
These old forsaken hands
Can they clasp
To questions asked
Or works demand?
Dare I try?
To ignore the path of old
Be the scribe
To muted memory
And stories yet untold?
Dare I reach?
For brief moments of acclaim
Own these words
As more than musing
But a way to show my name?
Dare I dream?
There is meaning in my years
Not just each day
Drawing unto the next
In the veil of obscure tears?
(c) Helen Valentina 2013, All Rights Reserved
Reblogged this on J. M. Tompkins and commented:
A beautiful poem from Helen Valentina…
Go on then…I dare you.
LOL! Great to see you back, hope you enjoyed your break!! 🙂
I double dog dare you! 😀 BRIAN’S BACK!
LOL!! And cool re Brian, I’ve missed him!! 🙂 🙂
Don’t tell him…he may get shy and go back behind the apple…play it cool. 🙂
Too late, LOL! Hopefully he won’t shy away!! 🙂
Love this–I hope none of us ever loses the ability to dare to dream, no matter our age. 🙂
Yes, let’s all dare to dream!! Thank you!! 🙂 🙂
I agree we should all dare to dream. Love the poem 🙂
🙂 Thank you!!
Good work, I like the flow and the organisation of it
Thanks so much!! 🙂 🙂