Dodecahdron

When nobody is listening

When no one sees him

When he can't be overheard

This afternoon

This old man

Sitting on a bench

Under the laurel

Whispers :

'Dodecahedron'

Ten times he repeats

And then he smiles

he's beaten

the demons

of old age again.

Reviews

[Liam]

I liked this poem but I think you should add commas to the end of each line and an apostrophe to "sees".

Well done, though.