Old Dreams

~ Candace

he wanted to be an artist

a young man, a dreamer

living in Paris or Florence

creating masterpieces then

not to sell but to present –

to give his paramour

the essence of his very soul

a gift rare and precious –

his life did not allow whimsy

an old man, he painted her walls instead

an old man, he painted her walls instead

his life did not allow whimsy

a gift rare and precious –

the essence of his very soul

to give his paramour

not to sell but to present –

creating masterpieces then

living in Paris or Florence

a young man, a dreamer

he wanted to be an artist

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37 thoughts on “Old Dreams”

  1. Sweetness & romantic nostalgia emanate from this fine palindrome. I like the central breaking line used as a refrain or chorus. It is a sad & prevalent fact that what we want too often is never achieved; at least, he /painted her walls/, putting fan imaginary love frame around each one; sigh.

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  2. Sounds like humble beginnings. ..a good place to start …I would love to live in Paris..be an artist…sweet on painting the walls for her. There is magic in that. Nice storytelling through the form.

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      1. Yep. And maybe you will make it back to read others today.
        Or at least those that took the time to read/comment on you.

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  4. This is poignant really & quite sad. The dream of becoming an artist & painting walls instead. But I do hope that he was happy nonetheless.

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  7. Great poem! But I like to think even as he painted walls, he still saw visions and was an artist regardless. I always try to be optimistic. Too sad to think otherwise in this so fine poem.

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  12. an artist is an artist whether he makes a masterpiece or paints a wall and how sad not everyone’s life is a dream come true…hope with love it was…a poignant story line in a beautifully done palindrome…

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  15. (:..Art of ‘Coral Castle’.. sweet sixteen.. dreams forever..
    old man eyes.. young woman dreams..
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  17. Candy, this is so very touching. At first I thought you were writing of Van Gogh–it really mirrors his story–but then I ran into the wall(s)! I just came from a wonderful afternoon at the museum that included an art class, so the timing was perfect for me.

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