After Dinner (The Watcher)

The first in my After Dinner poem series. About a man.

It was at night when he saw the world
After dusk, after dinner
Helpless, he could not remember
How the ground appeared to glow
In light

And hapless as he was, it seemed
Happy he was, hapless to remain
Though set apart, in constant refrain
To catch thee world in shady gloom
At night

It was a meager sin of his, you see
To head outside and have a drink
After dish-washing at the sink
And have a tranquil party at the night's
Invite

Oh, the things they said behind his back
In the musty room of living
All their thoughts, opinions, giving
All questioning his reasoning in stepping out
At night

And though I never quite knew the man
I have to say, quite surely
There really was no one like he
Who, though never about at day, could see the world
In light

Author's Note

Special thanks to all reviewers.

Reviews

[miss_missa07]

This poem has an amazing rhythm to it that I haven't really seen before. The rhyme is subtle yet noticeable, a combination that is hard to pull off but works extremely well. I especially like your line breaks at the end of each stanza, how the fourth line flows into the fifth and each fifth line rhymes. Well done. :)