Monday Poetry Train/A Man Like Any Other

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A Man Like Any Other

 

He closes eyes made gritty

By stolen hours of sleep.

    He=s solid only–in realms

    Of shadows and unspoken despair.

He blindly reaches out

To grasp what he cannot see,

To find purchase in another night

Spent upright, in a lone kitchen chair.

 

To the outside world

He=s an ordinary man.

    Made solid only– in realms

    Of burden and elbow grease.

While alone, here in the dark

He is but one soul among many,

Seeking an end to his long and

Resigned search for peace.

 

_____

This is certainly not one of my best, but considering I did rewrites on two chapters today–one of which had to be completely rewritten, I don’t have the energy to search out a better one.  I am, however, stoked on the two chapters.  <g> 

 

Hope everyone is having a wonderful Memorial Day weekend!

 

Oh yes, this is just one stop on Rhian’s Monday Poetry Train ride— make sure to check out the others.

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About Rinda Elliott

Writer.I love unusual stories and credit growing up in a family of curious life-lovers who moved all over the country. Books and movies full of fantasy, science fiction and romance kept us amused, especially in some of the stranger places. For years, I tried to separate my darker side with my humorous and romantic one. I published short fiction, but things really started happening when I gave in and mixed it up. When not lost in fiction, I love making wine, collecting music, gaming and spending time with my husband and two children. I’m represented by Miriam Kriss of the Irene Goodman Agency.
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9 Responses to Monday Poetry Train/A Man Like Any Other

  1. rhian says:

    Rinda – i REALLY really like this one. it’s first time i recall feeling a poem had a black and white photo quality to it…if that makes any sense. I can see this poem in my head with the grainy, artistic texture and lighting of a black and white photo.

  2. julia says:

    “He’s an ordinary man.

    Made solid only– in realms

    Of burden and elbow grease.”

    What evocative lines. Gives us his outer persona and lets us peek into his inner life, all in 14 words. Really enjoyed it.

  3. relliott4 says:

    Rhian, I actually had a better image picked out for this one. Talk about emotive. I was all set to load and looked closer. He was sitting on a toilet.

    Thanks, Julia! I was expecting grumbles over those lines. 😉

    I’ll cross my fingers for your CP’s books, too. Rachel is sure helping me to get mine ready to go, so I’m hoping by this time next year, I’ll be sighting my own, too. I

  4. lillianfeisty says:

    I totally agree-this poem really goes well wit the photo. I think it’s awesome!

  5. Wonderfully stark and all too real! Great poem, Rinda!

  6. I think this is a beautiful poem. The final 3 lines gave me a shivery feeling (in a good way!).

    p.s. I love the new design for your blog! 🙂

  7. rhian says:

    no, no – i meant the POEM itself felt like a B&W photo. errr – i knew i wasn’t going to convey my complex response to that poem very well.

  8. Ann says:

    Great poem. Loved the comment about the other photo (LOL). Have a safe and happy Memorial Day.

  9. relliott4 says:

    Oh Rhian, you did convey your response well. I was just sharing a funny. I understood what you meant very well and was flattered, actually. 🙂

    Thanks Karen–I think the other one had too much stuff going on. heh heh

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