Rubber Ducky Poetry Hour

mythy · 03-29-2014, 03:01 PM

I had covered some miles that night in December
I remembered the warmth of the fires glowing embers'
then up through the dark an old man appeared
limping quite badly, with eyes full of tears,
in a flowing white robe, and a long straggly beard,
I called out a greeting, he could not have heard.
Then in the distance a clock struck the hour
it's luminous face clear in the tower,
and I turned to the place where I'd seen the old man,
but I was too late the old year had gone.

03-29-2014, 03:01 PM	#33
mythy Junior Member How Do You Identify?: silly buggar Relationship Status: single Join Date: Feb 2014 Location: cheshire Posts: 80 My Photo Gallery Thanks: 55 Thanked 180 Times in 67 Posts Rep Power: 1503252	Another poem wot I writ I had covered some miles that night in December I remembered the warmth of the fires glowing embers' then up through the dark an old man appeared limping quite badly, with eyes full of tears, in a flowing white robe, and a long straggly beard, I called out a greeting, he could not have heard. Then in the distance a clock struck the hour it's luminous face clear in the tower, and I turned to the place where I'd seen the old man, but I was too late the old year had gone.