Dan A. Cardoza- A Poem

                        Seasons

We sat on a bench near the river

I listened as you spoke

of what you dreamed

when you were a child

how you were fearless

in all your dreams

You said your life was full

and that the convenience

comfort of it all

was working

your dreams only broken

thoughts

mundane

empty gardens of sleep

When we parted on that sunny afternoon

in our season

your smile betrayed you

You walked away

slowly

with all those unfulfilled dreams

and with each step you took

another sliver of darkness

gathered

piling its black wooden branches

at your heals

down the parkway path

I am proud of you though

you own your sadness

hook

line and sinker 

you quit reaching

when someone broke your heart

took your trust and fractured your spirit

In a new season

it is my hope

that you begin to reach

one more time 

toward those

dreams

the ones your childhood promised

fearless

BIO:

Dan participates in poetry readings throughout Northern California, and has shared his poetry with Dead Snakes as well as the Avocet, Ardent Poetry Journal and the California Quarterly to name a few. He's still chasing the Muse.