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Heavy Landing
by David M Gunson
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  The old man plodded through the rain
grim sternness imprinted on his face.
His pate, a runway for heavy thoughts
that landed heavily between unkempt tufts
and settled upon a deep ploughed brow.

Between bowed shoulder blades
hung an overfilled pack,
a metaphor for his crowded mind,
and unstockinged feet
squelched noisily in sodden sandals,
pacing out each mile.

He didn’t care for buses or cars,
didn’t own a bike or cart,
didn’t want others' company,
just kept his own and struggled with that.
It was easier to be grim and cold,
it was simpler to reject his fellow men,
it suited his purpose to find easy blame,
to find a cause to rant and rage;
to avoid what was plain as the pain on his face.

His daughters had left him,
he’d repeat to himself;
his friends were all false,
he’d shout at the wind;
his wife never loved him,
he’d murmur within;
the proof was his solitude,
his numb frozen heart,
he’d been always alone,
right from the start.

It wasn’t his doing that shut everyone out,
he wasn’t to blame for the damage he’d done,
it was his unjust destiny that destroyed every friendship
he’d just been a victim of Fortune’s cruel jest,
better to claim this than admit all the rest.

The fine misty rain hit at his face
and streams of water ran from his eyes.
He licked the brine that caught in his lips
and suddenly gasped when he realised
after forty years of being a stone, he was crying.


 
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May 30, 2012
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Comment Thank you.

davidmgunson
06/08/2012 20:04 PM

Comment This is a carefully composed and substantial poem of artistic merit. However, please don't feel once published your poem is set in stone! - There is the edit function availing; by clicking on your name and logging in, and accesssing your poem in the list. I have often had occasion to edit my poems after publishing them. You even can delete comments, which is another handy feature on this website - so feel free to delete this comment once read! - I think your editing the published poem would call for deleting your own comment!

rdashby
06/06/2012 14:11 PM




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