Old Man

There is no ryhme nor form, simply words to describe a nightly walk.

Sun falls
Day�s heat surrenders
Night comes
Dark coolness gentles air.

Old man
Circuitous route begins
Winding path at waters edge
Moonlight reflects to eye

Old man
Memories surge forth
Sad smile reflects
Days of happiness
Days of pain

Old man
Step by step
Continues on
Following so familiar trail
Past dark water sparkling bright
Into dim grove so black

Old man
Meandering along in silence
Thoughts of other nights
So filled with conversation
Companionship
Such simple pleasure

Old man
Midway he halts
Simple clearing open to sky
Old scarred wooden bench
Here so many quiet conversations
So many words and thoughts
Of future days that would not come
Of Time and Wishes for those to be left behind.

Old man
Peering up to cloudless sky
Knowing what would be seen
The pulsing red sitting shoulder high
A silent greeting
A warm embrace

Old man
Time to go

Reviews

[Lily1111]

Sadness and lonliness are portrayed with beautiful language in this heartfelt poem. It has the feel of stillness or perhaps, emptiness echoing. If lonliness had a sound, I think it would be emptiness echoing, if that makes any sense. In any event, you did a remarkable job of portraying emotion here. Excellent.

[Sydelle Houston]

I like this poem, effective in its message, as well as sad, but beautiful.

[Ron B]

A beautiful and moving poem.

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You are never apart. It is just that the time to be closer isn't just yet. He watches over your days and nights..........In another vein, the initial short line with it's repetition is very effective. I like the simplicity of your words which too is quite effective for speaking of something so enormous. Very nice job in poetics.

[Chistie]

I agree it really is sad but you write beautifully. good job!!

[Wildfleour]

ShadowWolf - this is such a sad piece, yet the Old Man found some comfort in the night sky.

It is very well-written.