The Man






“I am cold, even though the heat of early summer is adequate. I am cold because I cannot find my heart.” ~Sebastian Barry from his novel A Long, Long Way”

The quote is to inspire today’s poems at d’Verse




The man whom I came upon

has a whole forest, dense and deep

within him. He breathes freedom

of cardinals’ wings and rhythmic gait of a lion

on a chase. The golden manes flowing

in the wind, in joy of finding a prize.

I discovered him

in one of my dark, icy days

when my heart would not stir to light

and my tongue was a quartzite hand axe

absolutely pre historic.

He sat in a market place

amidst buyers and sellers;

people passed without a single glance

at him. The lonely man sat with a sun

in his lips; I thought he beckoned me;

in his eyes night twinkled

offering shelter and rest.

I sat at his feet

bathing myself in the musical epiphany

of his words that flowed from those parted lips.

I gave him my cold heart

and he slowly devoured me up.

Joining 5th year celebration of dVerse for Walter’s hosting ~ Part 3 – Laurie Kolp & A Summer Continuance