One Single Impression: Wrinkle
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WrinkledOne little wrinkle would have been fine
This old man had many more than nine
Wrinkled from head to toe, back again
Where you couldn't see I imagine
His face looked tired, from stresses I know
He carried a wrinkled sack in tow
From crumpled sack he had food to eat
Beans and bread; grog to drink--made from wheat
The back of his jacket was wrinkled
from hem to collar, creases sprinkled
Folds in his pants opened like a fan
'neath every moving joint they began
His brown high laced shoes, once bright and clean,
opened, dull, grimy with shriveled seams
Nothing clean, nothing fresh, anywhere
Old man, crumpled to his underwear
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The word, Wrinkle, is prompted at One Single Impression
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Labels: Haiku, Humor(?), One-Single-Impression, Rhyme, Seniors, Senryū, Syllabic Form
posted by Jim @ 7/14/2013 05:14:00 PM
5 comments
5 Comments:
It seems in this life wrinkled him in flesh and clothing...I wonder what pain made it so. Lovely write!
Cute one
Love this poem, Jim!
Oh, you are something else! You certainly have a sense of humor! I've known old men like this. A perfect word portrait!
Very good, Dr Jim :) Smile lines are beautiful wrinkles.
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