Ben Paynter

Veteran Poet - 1,752 Points (Midwest)

Old Bill - Poem by Ben Paynter

park bench, three down
from old bill playing chess
with himself

the birds sing summer song
old bill mumbles, “rook, king

children run past, mad young
crazy with life lungs, the birds
fly away

old bill doesn’t glance up
seems to say, “I’ve seen where
you are going younguns,

“laugh before life
takes your queen”

Comments about Old Bill by Ben Paynter

  • (7/27/2007 3:20:00 AM)

    You have placed a simple frame around this beautifully articulated piece about life and choice and homelessness. Love it. Allie xxxx (Report) Reply

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  • (7/26/2007 1:48:00 PM)

    yeah Ben - good to see you - talent is back in the game. Strong perception here.

    rock on
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Poem Submitted: Thursday, July 26, 2007

Poem Edited: Thursday, March 24, 2011

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