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Old

A Poem by Muse

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

He watches
through a pane
of dirty glass
like you and I
he's had a future
he's had a past
time for him
is almost spent
calloused hands 
like old cement
delicate fallibility 
impales his skin
ghost like stupor
invested in silence
quiet and guarded
bearded with thoughts
secrets antiqued within
waiting patiently now
for his hour to come
visual modality blurred
hearing obscured
deliberate and unmeasured
this process of decay
frail like lead paint
 
                    slowly peeling,
 
                                    chipping away................

 

 

© 2014 Muse


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An incredible piece. Compelling. You have created a perfect character study in just a few lines. The depth of insight, coupled with a love of your subject matter generate a power and intensity, while you also imbed a tendrness and understanding that is incomparible. Class work Lady. Nice to get the time to read and reread. You have left me images that will be a long time peeling.

Posted 12 Years Ago


3 of 3 people found this review constructive.




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Visual writing, poignant . Like the line frail like lead paint .

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Deep and insightful. I have a 91 year Uncle. I had not thought of him in the way that is written here. I think I'll try to give a call this weekend...HELLO? HE... HEL... HELLO?
Great poetry. Made me think of my beloved Elders. Thank You!

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

you write with such elegant flair..you give dignity to this subject..beautifully controlled writing.

Posted 11 Years Ago


Nice poem.but this is making me feel scared of growing up.

Posted 12 Years Ago


really gd

Posted 12 Years Ago


You tell a compelling story of life...the photo is captivating. I keep reading and rereading...I absolutely love your poem!



Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

no words can express how this made me feel as i read it.

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

The trajedy of age is in not realizing
one is old.
Do not feel sorry for that old man,
he looks through the dirty window pane
and he sees a beautiful young woman.
----- John

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Such a compelling write...this ole' man delivers quite a stare into my soul!

Commanding of much applause...and 75 reviews!! My, my!

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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Added on June 8, 2011
Last Updated on June 8, 2014
Tags: Ageing, poem, poetry, life, enigma, old


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