Bag Man

Osteoporosis? Or just because he's forever bending over picking up stuff stuff to stuff in the bag slung over one shoulder He has a slight limp perhaps from the weight of the bag the bag always slung over the same shoulder For sure it doesn't slow him down doesn't slow that steady gait always moving downtown No he's moving moving moving Merchants don't want him around "Bad for business" they say I wonder where the hang stops hanging where the hanging hangs around wonder if he has a tree with hangings? Here he comes as usual hung over the pavement like an ornament on the hood of a car And as usual he's moving moving moving I wonder if the merchants know it's Christmas?

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Andrea Dietrich

Date: 1/29/2011 5:07:00 PM

gosh, Daver, I am trying but I just can't find any of yours I have not read, so let me just start rereading them. hahaha. I'm glad I reread this one, I see I really liked this one. I need to go back to the very beginning and work my way toward the front next time I do this! So how is it going for you lately? I miss our emails! Luv, Andrea

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 6/25/2010 6:49:00 PM

Poor bag guy! I LOVED that line "hung over the pavement like an ornament on the hood of a car" And the last line is priceless.

Donna Golden

Date: 1/3/2009 2:40:00 PM

Daver, this complex issue is one that is especially relevant when the weather turns cold and the season turns nostalgic. Thanks for this look into your thoughts. No, I'm not very young, but not so old either. The poem, To the Sea, was written at a time when I was a fairly young mother feeling overwhelmed and somewhat neglected. I think youthful or childlike feelings often emerge and show through in my earlier writings. Thanks for the sweet comments. <3 Donna

Michele Godleske

Date: 12/17/2008 10:17:00 AM

Hi Daver, I am in awe of this piece! You are quite talented and I will have to read more of your writing. By the way, "erembe" is a traditional Angolan headress. :) Thanks for commenting on my poetry and I look forward to reading more of yours! ~Michele

Kristin Reynolds

Date: 12/17/2008 2:31:00 AM

Amazing poem Daver, about the poor souls who walk, carry, and are invisible to most. We have the walking lady, with her small plastic bag, her goggles, and hat - always walking walking walking around town. The last line is killer. your heart shines here, Daver. love, Kristin

Sue Mason

Date: 12/16/2008 5:09:00 PM

I wrote one about The Can Man ... and the Bag Lady ... LOL ... this is just a wonderful write here, Austin!! Wanted to wish you a warm, wonderful holiday and hope '09 is a great year for you!!

Date: 12/16/2008 4:02:00 PM

What a way to bring the message home in the last line. This poem is so creative with a lot of depth for the reader to think about. Wow! This is a winner!!! Keep up the good writing. Thank you for your kind words regarding my poem. I hope you have a wonderful holiday season. Karen

Sharon Winter

Date: 12/16/2008 12:29:00 PM

We need more hearts like yours. The giving is what we are here for. This world breaks my heart way too often. An important message, for this time of year, but for always, too. Merry Christmas again Daver. Enjoying the gifts of you. Love, shar

James Foulk

Date: 12/16/2008 12:09:00 PM

Daver this is a wonderful message for a wonderful time of year. have a Merry Christimas and happy new year.

Barbara Gorelick

Date: 12/16/2008 11:38:00 AM

Timely message...makes me so sad. Wonderful piece. BG

Michael Jordan

Date: 12/16/2008 9:45:00 AM

Daver this poem is truly excellent and poses a very powerful question - I also often wonder if they do - Allow me to wish you and those that you love a Blessed Holiday - God Bless, MJ

Christopher Higgins

Date: 12/16/2008 8:37:00 AM

Wonderful job of capturing the merchant. Love the flow of this piece.