Cecil (C.J.) Krieger

Silver Star - 4,168 Points (09/30/1946 / Woodstock, NY)

Dream - Poem by Cecil (C.J.) Krieger

Yes I am dying
As are we all
While times feet dance
On my beaten bones

And though it is winter
The sun still shines
While the stars flicker silently
In a moonless sky

Bundled up warmly
In my winters best
I sit on my rocker
In the crisp cold air

With a young boys dreams
Of the summers past
And how warm the nights
Had once been

Topic(s) of this poem: dreams, old age , winter

Form: Prose Poem

Comments about Dream by Cecil (C.J.) Krieger

  • Spock The Vegan (12/2/2015 11:36:00 AM)

    While time's feet dance
    On my beaten bones

    I feel that way too (at times) . But you should live to see warm nights again if you get out of the cold before you fall asleep! :) TFS
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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, December 2, 2015

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