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The Hermit

Down off the beaten path
Over yonder mountain
And further still
There lived a hermit
Who lived there by will

With a snow white beard
And eyes coal black
The quality of loving mankind
He seemed to lack

His home was his refuge
For he was the last of his kind
And his house he had built from the ground up
With a rusty old chime blowing in the wind
They say he died there
And most likely went to hell
But I believe that he lives on
In the spirit of the dell

Down off the beaten path
Over yonder mountain
And further still
There once lived a hermit
Who now haunts there by will

And if you listen closely
You might just hear him roar
The latter of which
Echoes across the moor



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thatgirl99 said...
Aug. 2, 2012 at 8:30 pm
Your poem gives perfect insight into the solitary life that this man leads through your thoughtful rhyming.  I love to read all of your work, especially because of the eclectic spectrum of writing you submit.  Thank you!
 
aurorairis said...
Nov. 8, 2011 at 4:35 pm
Thanks so much!
 
Anonymous_7 said...
Nov. 6, 2011 at 3:54 pm
This is great! I love it! the whole idea is fun and the ending is my favorite! Good work! keep it up!
 
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