For years I've hugged a dream
Not a very lady-like one
But then again
Who said, I am a lady?
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Simple in its profoundity and profound in its simplicity. A wonderful way to make something magnificent with the mondane. Well done my friend!
Crash an burn, but go out like a shooting star down that slope, fearless and when the death wobbles come hang on for grim death and if living to tell the tale become a legend. What a great dream at any age.
A strange fancy! But if you are so obsessed about it, why wait to make it at a time when you grow older than you are? At a later stage, a ride down a deep gradient might become risky! An interesting write!
nice one karen.nice memories, i built a few from the scraps you mention, it was as good as an f1 to me then, tfs.
With dogged OCD Knowing myself and the core of me.... a thought provoking poem! a go cart to scream! Nice!
How could anyone not be struck with the joy of wonder upon reading this poem! Fantastic!