Dead End Day-dreams or Living The Dream

PAD Challenge Day 30: last day:(
For today’s prompt, write a dead end poem.. Take the phrase “dead end” and apply it to a noun,.

 Quote from a book pictured below...

They fill my head with visions of far fairer days to come

When I am not so busy with debt-dictated demands 

But after contemplation Methinks dreams are but the sum

Of common hope, and love the fire that fuels life's dreamlands

We never dream of loneliness or days when we are frail

And far too old to climb the hill of wild-bloom haply flung

And I have learned through tears well-earned, how dear this moment-grail

...how 'tis The Dream, not Destiny that keeps the spirit young

These are life's darling days, my dear, the dream, its serenade

We dance, not on yon cloud but on two feet if we are blessed

And I would like to dream, when day is done that we have made

A memory that we recall with tender happiness

Daydreams drive us toward an end we try to fantasize

Where shadow figurines, like strangers are kinder somehow

But circumstance alters the trance of Yonder-paradise

Thus we never secure the key to it because of Now

 

© Janet Martin