A Hero

[Delta40]

A battered pocket watch
dangles from his hand
while the sweet fragrance
of two-minute basmati rice
cooks in the microwave.
He snoozes in his rocker
like an old sleeper on the Burma line
in front of Waking the Dead
Misfits
Long Lost Family.
Tomorrow he might stand as tall
as St Paul's after the blitz,
the rising sun behind him
and remind us to never lose faith
no matter where we are
in body
or mind.

[twist]

I can see this old man..

[MystyrMystyry]

Brilliant as usual Delta :)

I love you :)

[Hawkman]

Apart from thinking that you don;t need to specify, "An old man's..." just, "A battered pocket watch" would do here, it's a compelling portrait. Good one, Delta.

Live and be well - H

[Delta40]

Good suggestion Hawk. Thanks

[Hawkman]

PS you need to hyphenate two-minute otherwise it reads as two minute (as in small) ;)

LLAP - H

[Delta40]

Where would I be without you?

[Pete Ak]

I thoroughly enjoyed this. Particularly appreciate the amount of rom you leave to complete the image - he could/will represent everyone's inner hero! Cheers.

[Delta40]

Thanks Pete

[AuntShecky]

I'm starting to sound like a broken record (you're probably too young to remember them):

You don't need comments from the likes of me, Delta dear.

[Delta40]

Lol. I'm old enough to remember my collection of LP's. Hawk pointed out a fundamental flaw in my poem which I haven't fixed yet.