picking up broken dreams

I hope to find the path to my dreams. I keep  grabbing the rope to climb to the dreams.   Each time I almost get there. I let go of the rope too soon or the rope becomes ragged and breaks. I’m climbing again I see the rewards. I hope the rope doesn’t break this

I revisit my lost dreams

I hope to find the path back to my dreams I keep reaching to grab the rope to begin my climb to dreams I almost reached but I let go of the rope that would take me       I hope the rope does not break this time  

welcome to my private thoughts

I am sharing with you ragged poems . . . I used to be concerned with perfection but that did not work out as I am very imperfect     welcome to my imperfect world where I’ll share my thoughts and imperfections   I wonder if my thoughts are like your thoughts & I wonder if

broken pieces

can you put me back together and discover what I was like before I fell into so many pieces?