THE UNKNOWN MAN
Below a smoking chimney pile,
a drifting mark of occupation,
a house of lichen coated stone
and tenanted within its walls
a private man who never spoke
and sat alone in solitude.
No more he stood on easeful ground,
his dreams had all deserted now.
The ethos of his broken mind
pervaded him in solitude
by march of broken intellect,
a man without a name.
With no direction he became
the subject of incertitude
as nescient rumour slowly spread
through spoken words unqualified
within a private dialogue
by men who leant on fences.
Michael Edwards © March 2017
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- Comment from author about the poem: Serious one about rumour plus scribble - as for the poem I had the last line in mind (men who leant on fences - conjures up such a great image) and just had to write something including it as the 'punch line' at the end. Why doesn't the spell check like the word 'leant' ?
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Good write.
Very clever scribble, like that.
Thanks Goldfinch.
A fine write and picture.
Thanks so much
You pen a picture of what gossip can do to a sensitive nature in this poignant reminder dear Michael - a perceptive write and compelling read.
Thank you Fay for your kind words
Very good. Especially, as you said, the final lines.
Cheers Garry - glad you like it.
I can just see this. It is true that the more one is a mystery, the more people want to gossip. Great job Michael with both postings.
Thanks - must scribble more - not as easy as it looks.
great scribble and poem Michael, meet me at the fence I've a whopper!
Rumor has it that this is a terrific poem for one who can barely scribble. Seriously, and it is a serious piece, also truthful and exposing a common blight. Why do people persist in rumor-mongering? My American dictionary describes "leant" as a British word, but my spell check has never advanced beyond the sixth grade. A great poem and some very entangled scribbling. Loved it. - Phil A.
Thanks so much Phil. I do get a lot of computer objections to English spelling but didn't realise that 'leant' hasn't made the journey across the pond. I do appreciate all your kind comments so thanks once again.
Rejection without understanding
Leaves them tangled on barbed wire fences
Truly
Sure does - a prickly place to be !!
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