Treasure Island

Marilyn Shepperson

(4th September 1949 / Hounslow. Middx)

A Man?


He went out one night
For a long, late walk
Alone with his thoughts
Desiring no other company
Along the old mountain paths
Under a sky of midnight velvet
Studded with diamond stars
Depression ha dhit him
Like a hammer or a brick
He knew not which way to turn
Nor to whom, for there was no-one
Looking up as the moon arose
Blotting out some of the stars, with its' glow
He suddenly sat down, lifting his head high
And howled, like a wolf
To that full gorged orb.

Submitted: Tuesday, March 04, 2008

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  • Patricia Grantham (10/9/2013 9:23:00 AM)

    A man howling at the moon. Either he was trying to get rid
    of some very disturbing emotions or was imitating a wolf.
    Whatever it was the moon was affecting him. Thus the word
    lunatic derived from the word lunar which describes the moon.
    Very potent write. (Report) Reply

  • Thad Wilk (3/4/2008 9:04:00 AM)

    Great read Marilyn! ! A capturing poem, thank you for sharing! ! ! *10*! ! !
    Best wishes, Friend Thad (Report) Reply

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