The Storyteller

Having an obvious proclivity for story-telling,
the old man leaned forward in his chair,
eager to impress the grey-haired men gathered around him
while he continued with the saga of his most peculiar life.
With each slight nuance of his speech
and with every twist in the plot of his tale,
he was able to hold them all spell-bound!

I can attest to this, for I watched him
as he cleverly mesmerized the group of men
for a little over an hour!
There seemed to be no aperature through which
any one man could slip into inattentiveness,
for that old storyteller would gesture wildly in one moment
and then – in the next-  - he would pause for dramatic effect,
and then he was immediately back to his fascinating narration.
I wondered as I listened to him -
how did this wizened centenarian 
still show the marrow to continue at such a pace?

At last, I could tell that he was winding down.
His nursing home peers, hanging onto his every word,
leaned forward in their seats
as he, at the same time, leaned into them – his adoring audience -
and delivered the climax!

I myself was inwardly chuckling, knowing 
that the story he told was not his own!
He had ripped off the plot of the most engaging movie
which I had seen recently at a local theater.
But how were the other old men to know that?
In this barren place, they never got out to see movies.
The storyteller was the new kid on the block!
I marveled to think this man now 100 years old
had recently seen a contemporary movie still in the theaters!
For sure, nobody else in that group had seen movies
inside an actual movie house for at least the past decade!

I had to hand it to the guy; his temerity was epic.
He was -after all -
one to tell stories!

Nov. 16, 2018 for John Hamilton's 'Eight word challenge-9' Poetry Contest
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Roper Avatar
December 2, 2018 at 9:13 AM
Andrea, I enjoyed reading your story of the storyteller and love the way you used the 8 words . . Congratulations on your win.
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November 28, 2018 at 9:29 AM
Congratulations on your win Andrea! :) xomo
Hamilton Avatar
November 27, 2018 at 9:56 PM
Congrats Andrea on a fine placement!
Barden Avatar
November 27, 2018 at 8:20 PM
Sincere congratulations on your win in John's 8-word contest, Andrea - this was not an easy challenge, but very rewarding, I think. Blessings to you and yours for a wonderful holiday season - love this! :-) <3
Warrior Avatar
November 27, 2018 at 7:25 PM
Back to Congrats!!! Andrea for the win...love & light...^WW^
Milgate Avatar
November 22, 2018 at 11:01 AM
Very nice and good reminder of the place of a narrative style. Happy Turkey day, not so good for the Turkey, due to fires and drought We have seen wild turkeys roaming around in our courtyard. Hope no one grabbed any. I was impressed by their family ties.
Marcum Wong Avatar
November 20, 2018 at 4:12 PM
This poem is composed with all the delight and insight of a writer's pen Andrea, and yours is golden! I loved your story and felt as if I were there listening to the tale from his aged lips! I am positive this poem will be at the top! : ) xxoo
Warrior Avatar
November 19, 2018 at 9:10 AM
Well crafted storytelling Andrea...ready for a win my friend...love & light...^WW^
La France Avatar
November 18, 2018 at 5:37 PM
Andrea, this is wonderful, I have heard those old folks tell some great stories but a current movie, wow, my grandma was quite the storyteller too, she could captivate a crowd, she taught me the power of words, best of luck in the contest ~
Raven Avatar
November 18, 2018 at 10:05 AM
Hi Andrea, you sure know how to tell a tale yourself and keep the readers attention. You certainly kept my attention from the start to the end of this wonderful write. Good luck in the contest with this excellent piece. A fave. Have a wonderful Sunday. Hugs....Mike. XX
Teagan Avatar
November 17, 2018 at 10:58 PM
some people are so talented when it comes to storytelling! You did a great job with this, Andrea!
Ashley Avatar
November 17, 2018 at 9:25 PM
You, dear Andrea, are an excellent storyteller, and I hung on your every enchanting word. Great use of the required words which melt effortlessly into your flowing narrative. I love this enthralling beauty of a write! Best wishes for a win.. ~Susan
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November 17, 2018 at 9:18 PM
Loved this Andrea. Met someone like that once. The old man I met always spoke in old country-western songs. He would steal clever lines he liked from the songs and weave them into tales of his own trying to sound clever. It was kind of pitiful actually. Great job here. God Bless, JB
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November 17, 2018 at 3:58 PM
Excellent story, beautifully told... and I love how he claims the movie plot as his own! ;D Enjoyed this very much!
Duet Avatar
November 17, 2018 at 3:51 PM
Such a great account of the cleverness of an sharp old man (and the poet who wrote about it)! Long live Tall Tales and the old men who tell them (even if they aren't original)! Who cares? His audience didn't.
Pandit Avatar
November 17, 2018 at 8:08 AM
And you are quite a story teller, Andrea. Kudos for your imagination. A sure win.
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November 17, 2018 at 7:22 AM
Andrea, this is such a wonderful story, I got so lost in it, I completely forgot that you had required words. You make poetry seem effortless, my word-master friend! Good luck in the contest, I think this is a winner indeed!
Michaels Avatar
November 17, 2018 at 7:07 AM
Nicely-done, Andrea. I like how you weaved the story around the key words without losing its fluidity. Good luck in the contest. Regards, John.
Allison Avatar
November 17, 2018 at 3:03 AM
What an uplifting poem andrea, we need this guy at mums carehome! Hugs Jan xx
Blown Avatar
November 16, 2018 at 10:52 PM
well done indeed...captivating...you learned a lot from the oldt man
Anish Avatar
November 16, 2018 at 9:58 PM
What an uplifting poem! When I was ill I was in a nursing home and the place was excellent. Reiki healers, yoga healers and religous services. It was like being a baby - nice but glad to get out into the harsh world again. Take a look at my new baseball poem. I am something of a sports fan and like poems about sports a lot. Have you ever read A.E. Houseman? Peace & Love Matthew Anish
Godwin Avatar
November 16, 2018 at 8:46 PM
I'm first! Should I run around the rectangle? Good story narration, enjoyed the telling. Also, I give credit to someone that age not only seeing the modern movie, but actually remembering it. I could picture the group - going to Mom's often makes that quite possible. Check sp of 'gesture' in 2nd stanza. Enjoyed our time today!, always do. Love ... CayCay
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