old man

a poem derived from people watching. an old man in particular.

Old man,

tell me what those eyes have seen

tell me what occurred for each of those painted wrinkles

tell me

tell me what your hands have touched

tell me.. what your mouth has said

tell me who that mouth has touched and the explosions you've felt ever since

tell me,

what its like to move as slow as time

tell me if that cane you lean on has knowledge of your sorrows 

tell me, have you lost a friend? or two? tell me what to do

tell me, why do you cry when that old song comes on?

Tell me.

Reviews

[SammMG]

I like people watching as well, it makes you want to see the stories behind each stranger you see. This raises all the typical questions that we all should be able to think. No matter how old, someone could have lived the most passionate affair of love, or adventure. You can never really know but you can imagine.

[Marina]

hi, i like how your use of repetition brings something new to the writing each time rather than being repetitive for the sake of it. you have a great skill for story telling through poetry. this poem in particular has a somber mood for me when i read it, and i appreciate how closely you analyze the subject. i like hearing old people's stories as well :)