The Man I Met Poem by Buxton Shippy

The Man I Met



I met an elderly man
Down a gully road,
Last night,
Adorned in wisdom and knowledge.
He hits with a glance,
Betwixt my eyes.
I pulled a right
But to my amazement
He pulled back;
Guess,
This man,
Too busy to die.

A peculiar aura,
Around him,
Stretches the air tight.
What is it,
About this man,
That make
Even the stars smile?

Thursday, July 31, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: mystery
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Buxton Shippy

Buxton Shippy

Montego Bay, Jamaica
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