once

once

A Poem by john alan willox

once, as a small boy in scotland,

while walking

with my mother,

we passed a man

who doffed his fedora,

and when i asked why

she smiled and said…

 

he was being polite…

 

my father never wore a hat…

© 2013 john alan willox


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wow, what a contrast....the stranger is polite, and the husband acts like a stranger.

such a sad piece...


says something about the man...cold, distant, maybe abusive...

you allow us to wonder that.

i like the shortness of this..it speaks volumes...

Posted 11 Years Ago


... I especially like how this writing half hangs on a hat rack, of sorts ...

Posted 11 Years Ago



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john alan willox
john alan willox

toronto, Canada



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i am a 63 year old canadian of scottish descent and have been writing since i was young - i look forward to your responses. more..

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