The Lone Walker

The lone walker

I met a man
Spotting a tan
Sitting by the quay
Looking at the bay

I sat by him
Didn’t say a word
Solace in silence
Or maybe it was shyness

He said he died yesterday
This was the new him
I couldn’t tell the difference
Could I decipher by inference

Was the new him
Better than the old him
Would the new him
Slay the ghost of the old him

No answer was forthcoming
Maybe he was brainstorming
Then I saw his reflection in the beam
He was me and I was him!

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2 Responses to The Lone Walker

  1. Idileke says:

    I was afraid at the beginning. I thought you visited the cemetery this time around. (Laughing)
    I wanted to say ” You be waka-waka”
    I like jokes jare. But I guess Lone Walker likes adventure and his/ her ways of thinking is very high. Very smart I guess too. Tell the Lone walker to wake up. He/ She has been dreaming.
    Nice poem.
    Smile****

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