There is an urban hermit in my town,
And he doesn’t sleep the entire night; no,
He often gets up again late in the night
To see the moon, the stars, the clouds,
The rain, the fog, or the wind in the trees.
This urban hermit is then sleepy all day.
A blink of the eyes could be the first second
Of a lovely nap. Funny urban hermit,
Sleeping the day away, but waking at times
To see the sky, the clouds, the weather.
Urban hermit, books and poems stacked crazy
Make his urban cave look full and wild.
27 Dec 2018
29 Apt 2019