General Poetry posted August 11, 2019

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Old man poem entry

Life's Long Road

by BlueMarble

While out on a stroll I happened to roam
Down the street that held the old folk’s home.
It was there on the lawn, beneath a shade tree,
I saw an old man with a guitar on his knee.
His ancient soft voice filled the air with song,
While his tired old guitar softly twanged along.
With fascination I listened a while.
When he saw me he gave a beckoning smile.
And so it happened, I spent the day
Hearing the music and stories of his life's highway.
"It’s been a long trip," he said to me.
"I’ve been on this road near a century."
"I've seen protesters march down in LA -
Watched bombs explode in the Tonkin Bay.
And as I’ve traveled this crazy road,
It’s this old guitar that lightened the load."
Gently once more he caressed each string,
His ragged voice began again to sing.
Memories he sang from days long gone by.
I listened while watching the sun cross the sky.
Finally, as sunset's last glow announced the end of day,
He laid down the guitar and softly sang - I’ll Fly Away.
Soft tears I quietly shed for my new found friend,
For I knew I was watching his story come to its end.


Old man poem writing prompt entry
Writing Prompt
Write a poem about an old man, fact or fiction. Method of rhyme up to writer, but must rhyme
Pays one point and 2 member cents.

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