as I age, my dreams
lose ambition, shrink to fit.
today I became
richer than the wildest ones
in my most hopeful slumbers
©Jane Paterson Basil
My sock came back!
My sock is back!
Oh joy of joys
my sock is back!
I went to the laundry room to find
my blue sock hanging on the line.
Imagine my relief and surprise –
it wasn’t even traumatised.
It gave me a look as if to say
“I’ve only been on holiday.”
Its other half is so excited
now that they are reunited,
and I’m as happy as can be;
my sock has been returned to me.
©Jane Paterson Basil
In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Happily Ever After.”
so many pretty parcels
wrapped in rainbow tissue
shaping simple promises
bound within my heart-strings
twinkling they wooed me
then proceeded to undo me
with malicious trickery
they kicked away my innocence
then kicked away the pillars
I had built with what remained
they kicked away my history
they kicked away the mystery
I had hidden in the spinning
that had kept my soul sustained
I lay amidst ripped rainbow tissue and the tattered rags of my ignorance, sensibility quickly returning,
and I realised happiness does not live within the fairytales of those prattling parcels that promise a future of castles sublime
it is within us to find, to fight for
to nurture and feed
it is never complete
and it starts with a seed of love
© Jane Paterson Basil
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The Secret of Change Is to Focus All of Your Energy, Not on Fighting the Old, But on Building the New - Socrates
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