Nine Men (poem)

Nine Men


Nine men stand within a line,
Each steps forward, one at a time.
To reply to the question posed to them,
"Do you believe you are good men?"

How would you answer, if it was you?
Could you say yes, and it be the truth?
Or would you bow out gracefully,
Cuz you're not the man, that you should be?



Fated

Fated to watch the stars alone,
Because my love is far from home.
But I know he watches them as well,
Each of us captured, under their spell.

And when one falls to the earth below,
I make a wish that he'll soon be home.
Though I would wait for an eternity,
For my love to come back home to me.



A couple of quatrains:


I think it's time, I'm of the mind,
To share a secret or two.
Things I've seen, things I've gleaned,
From living in this world with you.



And so I go, I take my leave.
I bow my head, exit gracefully,
There's no more here for me to see,
Nothing left for me to see....


Thanks,
blend57

a reply to: blend57

I love that its well deep