Eric Cockrell

Behind The Clouds... - Poem by Eric Cockrell

the old man who
lived by himself down
by the highway...
died this morning in his sleep.
passing cars never even slowed down,
and the mailman left another faceless bill.
the meter reader stopped to read his meter,
and the hands on the clock
continued their crawl....
yet the stray dog walked up
on the porch and howled,
and the trail of ants stopped to weep.
the wind seemed to stop,
for just a moment...
and the sun went behind the clouds.

Comments about Behind The Clouds... by Eric Cockrell

  • (8/29/2012 4:11:00 PM)

    Some people just get so into themselves they just forget
    about everybody else, but one day it will be their turn.
    A fantastic poem.
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  • Valerie Dohren (8/29/2012 12:12:00 PM)

    Beautiful write - it seems everyone is too busy to care, apart from Mother Nature. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, August 28, 2012

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