The Hermit Poem by Roy Sumner

The Hermit

Rating: 4.5


Walking with an anxious air

Curious, succumbs to fear

Reaching the road, staggering forward

Damocles staring up at the sword

He looks to his left ever so slight

Bitter disdain turns him back to his right

Once again there is nothing to see

Decades pass by without his bounty

Glancing at me he retreats once more

I hope he finds what he's looking for

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Captain Cur 25 May 2012

Very interesting poem, that can be interpreted many ways. Left, right could be political views that he has disdain for or sees as empty. Mechanically well structured with an even melodic flow. Well written and thougth provoking.

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