Frederic Parker Poet Sonnet

As Winter Nears

As Winter nears silently I wonder
Of a day and place when passing winds mourn
When all my dreams I will cast asunder
Of the time I've stolen since I was born
As I pass through Fall's crumbled colored leaves
I'll find no peace from trembling goodbyes
As I await the dark when last breath grieves
When my final skin shed quietly dies
Will you remember me when you have time?
If my distant memory comes to you
A moment's silence, a pause to remind
Though like you, I was only passing through
Should I lay in a field of standing stone
In this death's realm, I'll never be alone


2/29/20

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Susan Ashley February 29, 2020 at 9:42 PM Your poignant poem is so beautifully moving, dear Frederic, and when I paired my second reading of it with one-of-my-all-time-favorite-songs you chose to accompany your deeply emotional piece I was reduced to sad but appreciative tears for the sensitive touch of your golden pen and the palpable pulse of your brilliant poetic artistry. I love it! A fav! It seems we are of the same mind these days, my friend. Warmest wishes always.. ~Susan

Charlie Smith February 29, 2020 at 4:52 PM Great work. It left me a bit sad, I suppose there's hope too. Very well done Frederic...