He launched his coffee ground
bitter scowl at me as I walked
home from school every day,
careful not to step on his property.
In the end he chased people with a chainsaw,
someone hit him with a shovel,
held him down until the police arrived.
After six months of silence and weeds,
painters showed up and a moving van
arrived from somewhere far away
I really enjoyed this too..will have to read it again though, to get the full effect...well done
Wow! I really like this one...and especially the 'coffee ground bitter scowl.' New poets should study the way you have described a crazy old (?) man who frighten children and then freak out. This is understated and says A LOT. Good work1 Raynette
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
michael i read it three or four times, there is a message in there of a man who loses control of his emotions, while protecting his property which i can relate to, you could rework it the material for a poem is here and you would have the ability to rework it material is so importent for a poem Warm regards allan