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Solitary Man

The announcement came in whisper Enough to halt my step - before I casually dismissed it And tended to normality The sound hardly raised an echo through the hills and valleys - Just an eyebrow - With a puzzled, momentary stare Not dissimilar to the glitch in an 8mm reel A slight rattle before the return to the hum of the wheel The following fall the snow came early Hills donned their blanket begrudgingly – while surely Icy wind still found a way under the covers Like rolling over onto cold during the night of an absent lover He noticed icicles forming in remotest parts of him Memories once buried and forgotten Pushing through colder earth Waiting to be heard and no sign of melting For how long could he tread stubbornness through a winter eternal? Endless, far-reaching – stretching on…and on His cheeky smile of macho, at first Reflecting comically on smooth ice Fast turned to a grimace As pain set in…and in Seeping through to his secret room Secret reserves of softer flesh Secret underbelly of man, secret…my secret Precious… Behind the vault of my mind And when I put my ear against the steel I heard the words: “Find the sun” The words became warmth – no glow Just rising mercury – no winter thaw Just heart pounding harder – no volcano Just a chest expanding – no spectacle fireworks Just shoulders pulling back Head tilting forward Back straightening Frown smoothing Eyes focusing their blue Turning inward Reflecting my soul back to me On the surface of this unpolished armour I began to see The form of a man I once knew I studied his contour Piecing together the shapes - as if with fingers in my mind Of this recognizable stranger Brainwork searching voraciously, linking spaces Between brief gaps in this blizzard I peered into the blackness And as I searched for this seeming phantom The more lost I became – the more wanton, In a strange twist of mood and fate The more I vainly called to him The louder, the clearer, even through mist So great was my craving My despair at the thought of being too late But when I still and silent was While listening patiently for a clue Then did I see him – glimpses at first Then everywhere, in full colour, bold in hue Humbled now and ever more quiet I immersed myself in this tapestry of being All around me the ice had melted And for a while now I could not remember the night Nor the cold, nor the fear, nor even the fright Behind not knowing Just who it was that began this journey That prompted the call that started the learning That whispered the word that so, so long ago Ignited the spark that led to the rage of this inferno That broke the seal on all that At one time, appeared so real - That drove me to that forsaken place Where I was forced to stare at a twisted face Contorted in pain and unknown To me and lined with the strain Of bearing dreams so not my own
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warren-erasmus
South African
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Aug 18, 2011
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