Bereft

Boorish hater of light.
Bashful, burrowing soul.
Baited with putrid smells,
Bereft of colorize.
Basking in dirt and damp.
Baying at sounds above.
Being ... once a human.

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Andrea Dietrich

August 31, 2016 at 3:19 PM

Just saw this message to me. I rarely see replies, but yes, I watched the american version of that tv show Being Human as well. Hey, can you suggest for me your personal favorite among your poems. I am running late and can't seem to find one of yours that I have not already seen and I don't have time for the long narrative. HOpefully another day!!

Tom Arnone

August 31, 2016 at 3:26 PM

I like them all, Andrea (so modest am I). ;-)

Andrea Dietrich

August 16, 2016 at 3:56 PM

a lonely wolf man this must be!! did you ever watch the BBC show 'Being Human" It was a ghost living with a vampire and a wolfman. It too explored the sadness of those who would lose their humaneness.

Tom Arnone

August 16, 2016 at 8:15 PM

I watched the American version on the SyFy Channel.