My Mystery Man by Maureen GlaudeThere's a man I like to look at
now and then
I swear he looks at me
...a man, I'd guess not tall
well-suited up for office work
in two-toned tie, white shirt
dark jacket
his brown-looking eyes ringed beneath
from weariness, but mellow
with a hint of devilry
wistful enough to make me doubt
he saw his dreams come true
but they hold a sense of love
his smile is tight
Mona Lisa enigmatic
but with the added trace
of a mustache over friendly lips
a promise of laughter in the cheeks
he wears his black hair short
it's stiff and stands straight up
slightly thinned and grey-streaked
his ears are neat, and well-tucked back
I welcomed him into my home
protected him in a plastic sheet
this stranger that I found
tucked within a second-hand book
mid-way through Grace Kelly's story
just an old photo, appears to be the l960's
4 X 5 I'd say, a black and white
no name or details on the back
displaced portrait of a person
saved there by a woman in
memento of their grand passion?
Or a grown-up daughter, missing her home life?
Had he served time in our services?
He might be a Canadian
a churchgoer or agnostic.
Perhaps he aspired to write a book
or dabbled in crime, in a secret life?
I wonder if he imagined this image
would be long-cherished, not left
to an anonymous end?
Was he just his own bookmark?
Maybe he was a bachelor all his life?
I told my friends, if nothing else
he at least deserves a poem and
he's landed safe with me, a poet
I haven't named him yet
this man on whom I hold no claims
it's true he doesn't
belong to me
all that is certain
is he lived; maybe still walks the earth
or rests in hallowed ground
forever my enigma
he keeps me company where I write
and we get along just fine
03/23/2001 Posted on 06/29/2004 Copyright © 2024 Maureen Glaude
Member Comments on this Poem |
Posted by Michelle Angelini on 06/29/04 at 09:35 PM Wonderful poem! At first I thought you might be talking about a cat, but then realized it's about someone's memory. Nice wondering thoughts throughout, giving this man a possible history and personality. |
Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 06/30/04 at 04:09 PM Nice to read this again, and having seen the actual photo of course added colour to the subject. |
Posted by Alison McKenzie on 07/02/04 at 12:58 AM This is a very touching story. Don't you wish he knew that somewhere, someone treasured his having been here as precious? A very enjoyable read, Maureen. |
Posted by Charles E Minshall on 07/03/04 at 08:22 PM What a fun read Mo....Charlie |
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