The old man.
poem by:
Taha Hassan
Written
on Oct 29, 2017
Eleven Thousand miles away, there lives an old man, so they say. He works and toils to teach and make, his students smart and chocolate cake. He has an old, worn pair of specs. He has a mailbox, daily he checks. He has an orange shirt he wears, with blue brown checks and lots of tears. He likes to write, he likes to cook. he never turns down a good book. He plays a flute so calm and cool. He swims every day in his pool. He likes to talk philosophy on topics that we never see. He has a lot of friends world wide. He makes them smile, Indeed so wide. People admire him by the ton. Indeed the old man is much fun. -T
Tags: Metaphor, Inspirational, Beat, Rhyme, Happy, Imagery,
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Frank Hornby . commented on Oct 29, 2017 at 1:44pm
Lovely little poem....lovely old man.....
Cecilia Crasto
commented on Oct 30, 2017 at 6:44am
A lot of imagination in this poem, the old man combines a lot of excellent talents and we would be privileged to meet someone like this at least once in our lives, he would have so much wisdom to impart~just a small correction-2nd line and 5th line I think you meant "an"
Taha Hassan
commented on Oct 30, 2017 at 7:33am
Thank you Cecilia. Of course I meant "an" ... just a typing habit I guess. Corrected. And It's a poem about myself. Though I'm not that old. Thank you Frank. -T
Christopher Russon
commented on Oct 30, 2017 at 9:06am
I love this poem.he sounds like an interesting character.nice one Taha.
Fadrian Bartley
commented on Jan 22, 2018 at 1:20am
love it thanks
Fadrian Bartley
commented on Jan 22, 2018 at 1:21am
inspiring i must say
