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will2fail

by Nancy Ames

He`s standing in a phone booth,
in a phone booth in the rain...
he could be finding out the truth
or trying to catch a train.

I`ve seen him somewhere before,
it`s like he gets up every day
and wonders what the sun is for
and when it will go away.

He tells us he`s just awful shy,
with his concentrated frown,
but he only ever likes the sky
when it`s falling, falling down.

02/04/2018

Posted on 02/04/2018
Copyright © 2018 Nancy Ames

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 02/05/18 at 04:33 PM

Nicely composed and rhymed; cute but not without its serious side. Reminds me just a little of Nowhere Man by The Beatles.

Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 02/06/18 at 06:36 PM

Brilliant lines, a fine flow to this and unexpected ending. Smart title. Thanks!

Posted by Glenn Currier on 02/09/18 at 04:27 AM

Oh, how I was captured by the story and images, trying to see him through the drops of rain, and then you cause me to see the broader meaning and you set me to wondering about myself and my occasional drift into a "falling falling down." And now I am left again with my mind wandering through names and faces of my family of origin to see if they too are into the falling all about us/them. Thanks so much Nancy.

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