A strange day indeed
Said the silent man
Mainly to himself it must be added
As the juggler fell over as if right on cue
Righting herself she pointed to the sky
"Believe Tomorrow"
The silent man nodded and when everyone had gone, sighed
Picking up a stick he drew symbols of his love in the sand
Then rubbed them away with his foot
The jugglers journey ended again and again
She cast off the the frowns and became
The silent man wishes he knew
The hissing fades in the distance
Beggaring himself the silent man says nothing
A train of idiots pass by, ringing bells, calling for alms
The juggler throws a coin and misses
Sadness becomes her in small doses
The silent man departed, thinks of his soul
He watches rabbits envious of the simplicity
They do likewise
She avoids him
Engrossed he misses her avoidance
Startled the rabbits dive for their holes
And the silent man hides in the long grass
A sign says exit, please drive slowly
She does
And he misses her again
Underground music plays
The rabbits relax knowing tomorrow is another turn
Reading one stops and says
"Its a laugh, today I seen jugglers"
"And silent man playing silly games"
“In silence”
All it was, was a moment in time
Where a lost silent man lost
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Author:
Hugh (
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Comments1
Your poem is seriously a masterpiece💫
No, its just an old man trying to find some meaning in all the things we see around us and all the miss till its too late, where as your are written i think with the hope and vulnerability of youth.
an example is the Girl Who Grew Up
I understand that. I have been feeling the same as that old man lately. I resonated with each and every word in your poem and thank you for reading my poem.
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