Frederic Parker Poet Sonnet

Dust From Life

The dust from life clings to me as I move,
To find peace with memories in the shade,
And remember years I had something to prove.
My bones now fragile and I'm unafraid,
As all my days through life have been measured,
And all my wanton dreams vanquished or made.
Scenic roads taken often were treasured,
There were loves in my life I wished had stayed.
Time becomes fleeting and I am now old,
And can see the final hourglass grains fall.
They land on my grave in darkness so cold.
Buried inside my mind, I hear death call.
For where is it written, anyone will stay?
Tomorrow is naught if I die today.

7/9/21
contest The Last Dance
sponsor Craig Cornish

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Heidi Sands July 12, 2021 at 6:27 AM A powerful, insightful, well written poem Frédéric. Excellent! :)

Jan Allison July 12, 2021 at 1:05 AM another cracking sonnet from a master sonneteer, good luck in the contest:-) i hope this dances its way onto the winners list:-) hugs jan xx

Rama Balasubramanian July 10, 2021 at 11:04 AM Excellent take on contest theme. All the best