The Last Dream...

'What has become of my life,' he said

To the clock on the kitchen wall,

But the hands stood still at 20 to 4,

The clock didn't know at all!

 

He turned to the mirror that mocked him there

Each time that he walked on past,

And searched for a sign in the pits and lines

Of the stranger who peered from the glass.

 

'Where are the days of the youth I had

When I laughed and cried out loud?

Are they hidden away on a dark pathway

Where I walk with my shoulders bowed?'

 

'And where, oh where was the love I knew

As she tripped from the wishing well,

And the coins that we threw in the fountain there...'

- There are several kinds of hell!

 

The sand still spills from the hour glass

As he tries to find some meaning,

'Til he falls asleep by the mantelpiece

For the last dream, dreaming.

 

David Lewis Paget

Reviews

[Valentine]

David..it seems as wew age that we start to see one of our parents faces in the mirror instead of our own...I can see my mom and my sisters face when I look into the mirror..thankful that I can still see as the last ten years of mom's life..she was blind..lol and God bless..Kathie

[Tate Morgan]

i truly liked this

Again another great poem. I could feel the longing for the past, the wishing of the return to a youth long gone.

[MagiCrystal]

This is a nightmare not a poem... I man who lives in a mind of a kid.. damn..
It has no rhyme nor passion.. nothing in this poem.. is a poem.. LOL
Trowing coins in a fountain.. is not smart.. save them for a rainy day.. LMFAO
So you can buy your self a coffee.. and get into the real poetry.. Yikes

[safiredoll]

Nicely written...I really enjoyed reading this.

[Kerry]

Long gone and lovingly remembered. Such as the days of our past. This is a lovely piece. Its message nudges me from my daily coma to remind me that time is passing. Well done.

[Lena M. P.]

A step away from your usual but a nice reflection on life. Why is it our mind still thinks like a 30 year old but our bodies look like they are somebodies grandparent? LOL

[Ferg]

yes, not the trademark Paget piece, but a wonderful reflection on lost youth and lost love.......i can see the man standing in the kitchen scratching his head and wondering.....it is pensive and thoughtful and full of feeling. nicely written, David!

[C.T. Bailey]

Yes David, I can relate to this very well. Not the typical Paget poem, but in typical in Paget power and message. Certainly, I (we) continue to look for meaning in this mess. Hope you are well my friend....think of you often..
Todd