we are intrepid dreamers
lost in the rhythm of this life.
we’ve lost belief,
but once we believed,
though never always,
and we could have been right.
but we weren’t.
———————————————————–
i thought i’d do something different and write a “sunday 160“.
here’s to the future.
and to understanding.
glittering soot on her eyelashes 
i am wrong more than right, and realising that there is a bit of freedom…
that’s true. the understanding of our mistakes really does free us, i think :) xx
Well done!
thanks ;) xx
A very good Sunday 160. Thanks for playing along.
cheers :)
it was a nice experience. i think i might have to keep doing it now :D xx
I FELT this poem. . .deeply. Thank-you.
awww, you always leave such lovely comments. thank you for being so nice :) xx
oh my, I am loving the irony and the optimism! ;)
hehe. irony :D xx
A belief in what?
the vagueness of the poem is a rather necessary element of it :) xx
Lovely… every line just sings
thank you :) xx
Oh this is cool. “and we could have been right.
but we weren’t.” this is my favorite line
sometimes, life is all too simple.
thanks for popping by ;) xx
i love your posts and i keep on reading the previous ones. :)
cheers ;) nice blog u got urself :) xx
Great ending: “and we could have been right but we weren’t.” 5 stars for sure!
ahhh, gracias :D xx