THE SHEPHERD
A waning lantern lights the room,
his leathern face, his frosty hair.
With age supplanting active years
his sharp complexity of thought,
abraded now as inanition
takes its hold with empty dreams
in this his last domain.
Michael Edwards © October 2015
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Michael Edwards (
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- Comment from author about the poem: I have a very old photo of an old Welsh shepherd tending a lamb in his hut which inspired this
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Thanks Kat. Yes in the photo he is wearing a smock and is feeding a lamb with a bottle - it's a lovely photo which was once the property of my great grandfather
Poignant message that says to me the selfless old man remains dedicated in his care of his flock while thinking of things that were not to be realized. Beautiful colors in the artwork.
Awesome write
a vivid picture you paint
with word and color.
sweet! ww
Thank you WriteBeLight, Tony and Willy for your kind comments.
Beautifully written saying so much in a compact package. Old photos and paintings can be inspirations for poems.
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