Tag Archives: Dreams

Poem: December Tenth

frozen iota
drifting accumulation
wafting into fluffy layers
making me reluctant to drive
and content to sit sipping
watching winter while
the restless cloudy sky
blankets the resting earth
briskly kissing breezes
whispering words sweetly
“sleep well my love;
dream well my dear;
I’ll see you once again
blooming in the spring.”

Poem: December Ninth


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snowflakes cover me
soft white blanket of silence
nobody sees me

Poem: December Eighth

thermometer proclaims:
zero celsius!
clock exclaims:
my body complains:
I am old…

frozen air
creaky bones
blurry head
I am unmoved
and know I must
begin again

these blankets are
warm safe cocoon
safely soothing
I slap snooze
avoiding my destiny
for ten more minutes…

too soon

clock reclaims:
my being complains:
I am still old…

fatally compelled to
arise from the bed
like the sun
and the moon
my degrading orbit
by gravity

and finite time.

Poem: December Seventh

she moves
she glides
the damned

she makes
me want
to move
glide along
with her
and change
the world.

Poem: December Sixth

shoes lined neatly by the door;
polished and gleaming with hope,
that Saint Nicholas, once more,
would leave sweet treats by morning.

those dreams shaped from saintly lies,
made me try to do my best;
to yearly earn my surprise
on December sixth each year.

why does magic fade away,
as we slip out of wonder?
growing older with each day,
knowing more; and seeing less.

I would, if I could, believe
that spirits come to my aid;
yet I cannot. so I grieve
for the naive bliss I’ve lost.

Saint Nicholas no longer,
slips past my deadbolts and locks
– leaving my shoes to hunger
for things that will never be.