Dreamer Without a Dream
Posted: November 15th, 2010, 6:19 pm
On the sidewalk, paved with December ice,
he is frozen by the window’s yellow glow,
mellowed to amber by paneled walls
giving back the firelight’s playful dance.
Soft warmth caresses silver and crystal.
Blue china, napkins in rings like wreaths
adorn white linen spread upon a table.
It is apparent that guests have not arrived;
polished dark wood chairs sit empty, wait.
Exquisite, she enters for a final look
at the settings, moves the poinsettia an inch.
Sleepless cold and hunger take their toll.
He sees himself walk in, watches himself
approach her, embrace her, possessive
from behind, and kiss the cheek turned to him
where he stands, hopeless in the snow, nowhere
to go, a dreamer dreaming without a dream.[/b]
Jim 6/4/09
he is frozen by the window’s yellow glow,
mellowed to amber by paneled walls
giving back the firelight’s playful dance.
Soft warmth caresses silver and crystal.
Blue china, napkins in rings like wreaths
adorn white linen spread upon a table.
It is apparent that guests have not arrived;
polished dark wood chairs sit empty, wait.
Exquisite, she enters for a final look
at the settings, moves the poinsettia an inch.
Sleepless cold and hunger take their toll.
He sees himself walk in, watches himself
approach her, embrace her, possessive
from behind, and kiss the cheek turned to him
where he stands, hopeless in the snow, nowhere
to go, a dreamer dreaming without a dream.[/b]
Jim 6/4/09