A Nightly Stroll

snowy evening dreams

After Robert Frost

Just where I am, I do not know.

My mind is full of storm clouds though;

I wish I did not fall asleep

and let the twilight nightmares flow.

Over craggy cliffs I leap,

hoping I’ll my footing keep

as I am running through this race

against the monsters large and steep.

But I must overtake this space

and put those monsters in their place.

A lucid plan I now do make.

A slow grin spreads across my face.

A voice might whisper, “This is fake,”

but I have dreamy worlds to break,

and hours to go before I wake,

and hours to go before I wake.

Photo by Jeremy Bishop from Pexels

This poem takes its form from “Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening” by Robert Frost, which is now in the public domain.

9 thoughts on “A Nightly Stroll”

  1. Oh this is marvelous, Joy, and a joy to read, especially knowing that Uncle Bobby would be deeply honored by how masterfully you have used one of his best-known works as inspiration. Thanks.

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