the storyteller hears no tale listens closely hears no hail has no sight of whats to come sits on a stump to twiddle his thunb the story he tells is old and again what one he tells there is no end for naught can he hear of the storm that blew in that wiped out the town n took even the inn on his story goes though no souls do hear of the old man on the stump the one with the fear though fear goes unheard and no story replyd the storyteller doesn't know he already died
S.I.M.
Poem Share:
Comments about this poem (The storyteller
by
S.I.M.
)
There is no comment submitted by members..
Click here to write your
comments about this poem (The storyteller by
S.I.M.
)
E-MAIL THIS PAGE TO A FRIEND - Found this page interesting? Recommend it to your friend!
QuickPoll
(c) Poems are the property of their respective owners. All information
has been reproduced here for educational and informational purposes to benefit site
visitors, and is provided at no charge.. About
Us | Copyright notice |
Privacy statement | Help
7/4/2009 10:59:00 PM
. You Are Here:
The storyteller by S.I.M.
#.1#