Old Man Poem by Alfonso Siverls

Old Man



The old man in the city
Moves with the slow
Steady pace of an automatic walk
Seeing by not noticing
Notice but not seen
Carrying a buddle of history
On his back
Personal accounts of tales
Of yesterday
That no one cares to know

Friday, April 6, 2012
Topic(s) of this poem: city,history
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