Mr. DeleplainA Poem by Michael StevensOne of my fictitious neighbors whom I watch 'From My Window'
Staring out the window, Mr.
Deleplain sees another boring day
Every day seems just like the last;
nothing ever changes
He’s lived on this street for 47
years,
But now he doesn’t even know his
neighbors,
Except that Mike guy a little, who’s
always just sitting,
Gazing out on nothing, and seeing
everything
Mr. Deleplain used to be somebody;
now he’s nobody
His children long moved away, and
they never come around
His wife gone forever to her eternal rest;
Now, he’s the invisible man,
A pebble thrown into the pond;
leaving not a ripple
His big excitement for today? Going to the grocery store,
To buy some tasteless gruel to gum
down
It’s only a couple blocks away, but
takes him longer
And longer to drag himself there;
cursed old age! © 2013 Michael Stevens |
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Added on May 21, 2013 Last Updated on May 22, 2013 AuthorMichael StevensAboutI write for fun; I write comedy pieces and some dramatic stuff. I have no formal writing education, and I have a fear of being told I suck, and maybe I should give up on writing, and get a job makin.. more.. |

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