A Broken Dream.


Photo Copyright Georgia Koch

I wondered where I had gone wrong as I lay back and tried to find some warmth. The bitter weather on this remote  island was eating at my bones. Once I had such power in my hands, how did I lose it.  My glorious dream had been destroyed. The weather had broken my plans, aided by one man with his boots who had out foxed me.

My thoughts turned to boat builders, had I not paid them enough? Had my fleet of barges been ready when I had needed them, had we commanded the oceans. Things might have been different. Viva France

This Post Has 16 Comments

  1. neilmacdon

    A sad letter from St Helena?

  2. Sandra

    Nice take on the prompt, Michael.

    1. Michael Humphris

      Thank you, Sandra.

  3. Björn Rudberg (brudberg)

    The last sentence put it into real context…

    1. Michael Humphris

      Thank you Bjorn.

  4. brainsnorts

    “how did I lose it.” “Had my fleet of barges been ready when I had needed them, had we commanded the oceans.” aren’t question marks needed?

    1. Michael Humphris

      Close to death, he is just reminiscing, it is to late for him to ask questions.

  5. TraceyDelaplainMD.com

    “Death is nothing, but to live defeated and inglorious is to die daily.”
    I like it Michael.

    1. Michael Humphris

      Thank you Tracey,

  6. rochellewisoff

    Dear Michael,

    How sad to die with so many regrets. Well done.



  7. rgayer55

    The what ifs always haunt us. “Like broken men with broken dreams, and all the things that might have been.”

    1. Michael Humphris

      That’s very true. I now think if only I spun this dream a little different.

  8. lingeringvisions by Dawn

    Thoughtful piece. Enjoyable read.

    1. Michael Humphris

      Thank you Dawn,

  9. gahlearner

    That’s a great take on the prompt. If onlys and would-haves never help in the end, do they?

    1. Michael Humphris

      That’s is true. Thank you mike

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