A little poem...

[ayoub]

Cross Posted from museteasers

A Golden Age
ended abruptly
hopes and dreams
lost in the wind
memories of
forgotten fancies
all were dreamt
in the name of love
and now they flow
away between
frozen fingers
as grains of sand
a Golden Age
lost for now
until I find
another dreamer

Comments

[chiropteraclan.livejournal.com]

I like this...the prompt was Golden Age?

[ayoub.livejournal.com]

Yep... And once I read the prompt, the visual of a golden age fading into sand that slips through a dead hand came to mind... Odd, huh?

[chiropteraclan.livejournal.com]

Not odd at all dear. A Golden Age is not something that can be held on to. It's simply too fluid and transitory. Just a flash of everything being prime at once.

[ayoub.livejournal.com]

That's very true :D

[chiropteraclan.livejournal.com]

I like the imagery.