Harry Horsman Poet Quintain (Sicilian)

Night Watchman

The flame in contest combats the chill of the night
I see an old man in remembrance of his youth
his words gaped in jest if only to shroud life’s plight
scars of countless carnal lies a hub of untruth.
In the brazier raindrops snarl, routine so trite.

© Harry J Horsman  1991

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Richard Lamoureux October 14, 2019 at 9:47 AM Thanks for directing me to your poem Harry. It’s interesting to see who commented back then. Some familiar faces we haven’t seen in a while.

Poet Destroyer A December 18, 2012 at 12:01 PM A thoughtful dedication.... pd

Andrea Dietrich September 14, 2012 at 7:19 PM aha, I found yet another oldie but goodie way back here. It really pleases me to find one like this and I've not yet ever seen it!!

Carol Sunshine Brown July 27, 2010 at 6:54 AM Congratulations Harry on your win in Brian Strand's contest "High Fives" . Love, Carol

Brandee Augustus July 26, 2010 at 6:42 PM Love the title as well as the flow of your piece. Congratulations on your win!

Elaine George July 26, 2010 at 8:50 AM Congratulations on your win in Brian's contest with this very moving Quintain, Harry. Lainie

Barbara Gorelick July 25, 2010 at 7:14 PM the last line is awesome.Congrats on your win with this poem about your uncle. BG

Daver Austin July 7, 2010 at 10:04 AM This old man is definitely searching. Aren't we all. Deep, good write, Harry. Love, daver

Carol Sunshine Brown July 6, 2010 at 3:52 PM Thank you for sharing your poetry with us here at PoetrySoup Harry. I hope you plan on being here and writing for years to come. It was a pleasure to read your poetry today. Wishing you the best always. Love, Carol

Carolyn Devonshire July 6, 2010 at 1:33 AM It sounds like your uncle dealt with a great deal of conflict, Harry. I was not familiar with the quintain form before, but yours is genuinely moving. I'm sorry he had to live such a sad life. Beautifully written. Thanks for this amazing introduction to a new form. Love, Carolyn

Poet Destroyer A July 5, 2010 at 9:14 PM A sweet and thoughtful dedication to your uncle, is this write a little gatherance of the stories he told you?, it must have been nice to get a little first hand story, enjoyed..P.D.