A year's worth of poems, every week for 52 weeks, spanning 2023 and 2024, plus the years following, from August 2024 to August 2025, 2025 to 2026 (provided I live that long, of course).
Thank you, Charles's Cauldron 🎃. I've contested the Charlie Chaplin thing a couple of times, won once, if I remember correctly. But it's the kind of thing I try when bored and have nothing better to do - just doesn't seem to have happened lately.
The dream attainable
is like tomorrow
we can reach for it
hands eager to receive
forever betrayed
as our touch transforms
the day into the present
tomorrow become today.
And so the dream
on realisation
always evaporates
into reality
now grasped and owned
and from the shadows
comes the call alluring
of another dream.
Line count: 16
Free verse
For Promptly Poetry Challenge 6, Week 5
Prompt: Write a poem about something that will always be out of reach.
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