Thoughts On a Passing Stranger
In walking mist between the sunshowers
A careless passerby stumbles
He stares awkwardly for a moment
And then carries himself onwards,
I could have known him but for his haste
And was sure something familiar struck me about him,
Perhaps the unshaved face
The careless erratic approach
The whole untidiness of his appearance,
Something kept probing my thoughts
Asking questions of him,
Perhaps an old friend from the past
Someone with whom I had shared many troubles,
Perhaps no one that I knew at all
But who resembled someone that I did,
All these thoughts entered my head
And disappeared without any satisfaction.
W.A CHOLT. Copyright Fergal O Reilly. 1993.
Copyright © W.A. Cholt | Year Posted 2019
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