Living in a Maytag box next to a deserted railway line
where no one has the time of day nor do they care
if one lives or dies as long as you're out of the way
doing what you do for a shot and a beer and perhaps a warm blanket
keeping the shakes to a minimum allowing little rest
from the days hard thoughts inwardly seen
by a man of Godly means
requiring sustenence by the Holy Word
always changing his scene and appearance
even to those who know him strictly by chance
never offering information about himself
knowing persecution awaits his mortality
pressing against his soul like a hot dagger
with conviction carrying his cross and burden
throughout the life of the quintessential nowhere man.
where no one has the time of day nor do they care
if one lives or dies as long as you're out of the way
doing what you do for a shot and a beer and perhaps a warm blanket
keeping the shakes to a minimum allowing little rest
from the days hard thoughts inwardly seen
by a man of Godly means
requiring sustenence by the Holy Word
always changing his scene and appearance
even to those who know him strictly by chance
never offering information about himself
knowing persecution awaits his mortality
pressing against his soul like a hot dagger
with conviction carrying his cross and burden
throughout the life of the quintessential nowhere man.
Author notes
We may move from home to home
the memories stay within us
In a list
A contest entry
- The Beat'le do it by Legend.
1000 points, ended August 7, 2007, 7 entries
Gold trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - Gold Upon Gold ( by Invitation only) by Legend.
1600 points, ended March 28, 2008, 15 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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nowhere man. I like that. Thank you for your entry
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I liked the last line most...and the lines that led to it...cant help but relate to some of the things ive seen in life...both as a child and as an adult...all to oft I see what you have penned delicately to touch upon our ponderings..penned well...
Mal

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It really catch me. Its is because I meet so many like those at my line of work. Even yesterday on the train with all his belongings in some plastic bags. Moving with the flow from place to place till somebody tells him to leave. With the weather really bad out here, i leave them alone give them a cup of coffee some attention a little chat. There he goes again for a new temperarely place to stay
A great done write
Good luck in the contest
Herman

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This is quite good. A wonderful piece.
awaites think should be awaits though.
I can certainly see why this placed gold in Legend's contest. Really, quite beautiful. ~Pamela

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I love your take on 'The Nowhere Man', the way the words tumble down the page giving your reader little time to pause and either think or catch their breath.
An excellent read.
All the best in the contest.
Sue


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Noah
This was an entertaining read.
One sentence with tons of momentum!
I have a new catch-phrase: "the quintessential nowhere man"!
Thank you. Lyndon.
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Very creative. I like the unusual form of one uninterrupted sentence conveying such a myriad of images and thoughts conveying a sense of urgency. Well done. ~ Sue

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Noah...sometimes the memories going with us are a good thing, sometimes not so good. I enjoyed this read

Ruth
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I love the unending break in this piece..it leaves you breathless at the end. Thank you for sharing this powerful piece with us

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thank you for introducing the quintessential nowhere (now here ?) man to us through your creative verse ...
all the best,

maa -
Descriptive
You wonder at how this happened and what can you do to help this individual. But then again maybe he is exactly where he wants to be. My best to you in this contest.
Jim

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Welcome back good luck in the contest
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This poem seems to hold a lot of depth.. Good luck in the contest and keep writing..
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Excellent penning....I'm afraid this is the way the world is going, people caring less and less about each other...as long as it's not you then it's ok to turn a blind eye. Well done with this powerful piece of work and good luck in the contest. You did very well with the title.
Shaz xx


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It never ceises to baffle me how much "we" take for granted. Most of us 'played' in boxes never giving thought to those who have had to fight for one just to get out of the weather... Very provacative peice, I really enjoyed this one. Uchi


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Intense
Being invisible to the rest of the world, struggling to survive, what a hard life. Thought provoking, makes you want to really look at the people around you and see them for the first time.
Patty
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You have taken the title given and written a great piece on it.To get inside this persons mind so well begs the question did you ever walk these lines? The fall from grace can be a hard one, but even at such depths some still retain that little bit of dignity Another wonderful piece Thank you for entering Good luck in the contest


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Whoa
what a powerful piece with such a great meaning
Great piece penned my dear
luv ya
delila

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