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sorenbarrett

He was a peculiar man, that found lies an unnecessary burden on the back of his memory
His small house had no space for hatred and he had thrown it out long ago
Unable to see colors or shapes he treated all the same, God included
Simple needs he harvested in his garden, creeping weed's desire for more never sprouted in his mind
His promises, hard rock do not bend in this plastic world of discardable trash
His hobby, mending broken hearts with old glue of compassion and hands of rusted wire
Neighbors, vested as charitable vultures had tried to recycle him to an asylum of unfitting pieces
Abandonment, his only friend sits at a set table awaiting where none attend
Here he shakes the only hand extended, a clock
He was a peculiar man

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  • Doggerel Dave

    ...And a peculiar poem... but there's something going on there I could... I think I'll have to wait for more poetic minds than mine further down the thread....

    Thanks Soren.

    • sorenbarrett

      Thank you Dave for the read and comment yes decided to shift style and content in this one. Appreciate the visit old friend

    • nephilim56 ( Norman Dickson)

      simple deep and poignant enjoyed the read

    • Katie B.

      This is lovely and moving. A man alone, unwanted in this world with the only hand extended to him the clock (love it). Also love "old glue of compassion."
      Excellent write, Soren and a definite fave. Well, done!!

      • sorenbarrett

        Thank you Katie for the review and comment it is as always most appreciated

      • Friendship

        Nicely done, you painted a picture of the man's simple life and the contrasting greed of society. Yet he is so selfish.

        • sorenbarrett

          Thank you Friendship I appreciate your read and comment they are most important to me. Yes we are all selfish in this world of that there is no escape

        • arqios

          In a sense we are all peculiarly ourselves and somehow that is a strength and a distinguishing mark of individuality. It seems though that for the most part these qualities are no longer in vogue; personality cloning can be such a compelling thing these days. 🕊️🙏

          • sorenbarrett

            Thanks so much Cryptic for the review. You are dead on in a world the sends conflicting messages about individuality and conformity we are caught in the middle. I appreciate your words my friend

            • arqios

              That is so true, Soren. Most welcome 🕊️🙏

            • Thomas W Case

              Strange and tender portrait—like a mythic outsider built from compassion and refusal.
              The grit sits in the isolation: kindness so rigid it no longer fits the world around it.

              • sorenbarrett

                Thank you my friend you grasp it well and that is most appreciated

              • Tristan Robert Lange

                Soren, this carries a quiet, grounded weight…like a life stripped down to what matters, yet still set apart from everything else. That moment of shaking the only hand extended…a clock…really stayed with me. I’ve felt that kind of distance too, where being different doesn’t mean being wrong…just alone. This lands as both honest and haunting. Powerful write, my friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦‍⬛

                • sorenbarrett

                  Thank you Tristan that you caught the main thread of the poem means a great deal to me and is deeply appreciated

                • ms.divine

                  Nicely written 👏🏿

                  • sorenbarrett

                    Thank you so much for your review and kind words of support they mean a lot

                  • orchidee

                    Good write SB.

                    • sorenbarrett

                      Thank you Orchi I appreciate your read and kind words

                    • Kevin Hulme

                      I get the message here . Compassion is in short supply sometimes.
                      Good one.

                      • sorenbarrett

                        Thanks so much for the read and comment Kevin it is most appreciated

                      • Goldfinch60

                        Intriguing words soren but as I say if we were all the same it would be a boring world.

                        Andy

                        • sorenbarrett

                          Thanks so much for the read and comment Andy it is true too bad society does not feel that way and demands conformity

                        • Waiting for Silence

                          feels like someone quietly good in a world that doesn’t know what to do with such people anymore.

                          • sorenbarrett

                            Thank you so much for the read and comment it is most appreciated. You are so right a world where those values are now outdated and no longer fit.

                          • boot

                            Was he blind?

                            • sorenbarrett

                              Thanks so much for the review and comment it is deeply valued. He was blind to colors and shapes. Hard to be prejudiced that way

                            • Sviatoslav Zhabotynskyi

                              that’s powerful

                              • sorenbarrett

                                Thank you so very much Sviatoslav for the review and comment it is very important to me



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