The Man Who Sits on a Step at the Duck Pond

The Man Who Sits on a Step at the Duck Pond

I’ve yet to see that man smile, a face
set like thick-sawn wood. He moves
only rarely so as to not appear dead.

He says everything in this little town
is one of two things – either alive or
dead. Yet he’s never happier in life

than when he’s well stuck in a mood.
And he takes a knife from his pocket,
slices deep into an apple, and eats it.

Photo by Jaime Top on Unsplash. ©Misky 2021 Shared with #apoemaday on Twitter

7 responses to “The Man Who Sits on a Step at the Duck Pond”

  1. My kinda charachter, and i love the line about his face being as set as thick-sawn wood. 😊

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    1. Thank you, Hobbo!

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  2. Yes i too adored tje line, thick sawed wood. It announced the poem
    Majestically

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  3. I’ve seen some folks like that… just seem to be waiting and watching the world go by.
    I can picture one of my grandfather’s doing just that… sitting, slicing and eating an apple.

    Happy New Year!

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    1. My dad ate apples that way, too.

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