Gloomy for sure seems his future now;
Less light seems to land upon his brow.
Always it feels like dimming of the sun;
Uneasiness diminishes his fun.
Cumulus clouds can clutter up his sky,
Overnight could overcome such a guy.
Mortal man must keep his mortality,
Although his soul exists eternally.
maybe you 'need to' talk to you atheist friend KK? ? i'm hopeless, so no use speaking to me! ! bri :)
Wow. An interesting poetic interpretation of the experience of glaucoma. I've had some troubles with my eyes lately, so I can relate to some aspects of what you write. Thanks for sharing. Well done.
gee, Kim, i wouldn't have [easily] guessed that this poem had anything to do with glaucoma' as you mention in topics of this poem. but now i SEE it! OH! now i see the Acrostic note, above. that IS a clue! ! ! i was looking for a poem......Shadows In The Dark....for section B of October's showcase. did i get the title wrong, or isn't it in PH? oops! ! ! my error. YOUR 2ND poem is to be Shall I Compare Thee to a Bale of Hay. :) that other one is by Darlene Walsh. heh heh. but this wasn't a bad one to stumble over in my darkness! do you have glaucoma? good luck if you do! bri :) bri :)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Mortal man must keep his mortality....I liked this prudent expression. An insightful piece...5 stars.