Thursday, April 17, 2008

common man----Sonnet

looking out of my bedroom window, I see
that man toiling; sweating in dust and heat-
pausing for a moment, stands on his feet
then sits down on the floor, wishing to flee
deep in thoughts, he stares at the church door;
longing to escape the sun and retreat
into its calmness, and out of the street-
wishing to be one with God and soar.

his employer yells at him, he comes back
out of his reverie and works yet again.
practical world has intruded for now
ah, well he has to get back on track-
setting aside his thoughts, becomes sane-
with renewed vigour, he toils and how.

22 comments:

Jane Doe said...

This is a wonderful poem, I can so clearly picture this man in my head, working hard labor, longing for a break from it all. Great writing.

SweetTalkingGuy said...

The poor man!
I wrote a 'little song' too..

Crafty Green Poet said...

a good clear portrait!

Cynthia E. Bagley said...

Beautiful. I really enjoy seeing a good sonnet.

:-) Cyn

Megan said...

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my backyard said...

You paint quite a picture. Made me think about my desire to soar.

sage said...

wonderful!

shubd07 said...

How well you have sketched out the worry lines written by his kismet on his forehead !!

Reminded me of one I had written earlier on a similar subject

http://la-muse07.blogspot.com/2007/11/untitled.html

I was wondering if I could interest you in a poem I wrote about a 39 year old who suffered from cancer. It isn't for any prompt .

http://la-muse07.blogspot.com/2008/04/life-in-hurry.html

tumblewords said...

A painted portrait - so vivid and human.

paisley said...

i love the way you were able to see into his thoughts... that is priceless...

Heather said...

a clear portrait in words. I started to almost feel the cool, church sanctuary air and silence he was longing for.

christine said...

You have obviously written a few sonnets in your day, as this one rolls out so well. A glimpse of a moment, an imaginary window into a man's mind and heart. Very nice.

Linda Jacobs said...

This portrait is so universal. I thought you were sketching me! Love the soaring part!

Aareet Krsna said...

Lovely depiction. Appeals to me as a product of a corporate world.

anthonynorth said...

Marvellous. How alien the life we have to live is to the life we want to live.

Lisa said...

It's beautiful the way you illuminated a moment in this man's world. Athough it was a mere pause, you showed how much can occur in that moment of thought.

Very nice!

Noah the Great said...

I love your way with words.

Angelica said...

great write. the words come out beautifully painting an image in the mind to see into his thoughts

Donn said...

He hesitated because there was more guilt waiting for him inside the church than there was out there in the heat and the dust.

Atleast outside he could just get lost in his work and forget his troubles...much easier than reliving all of his transgressions and admitting them to a Priest.

Jo said...

a poignant portrait.

sister AE said...

I can clearly see this moment in time. Well done.

polona said...

harsh reality for so many portrayed beautifully!