Had this idea for a story and then
just jotted down some tidbits...so
a story poem? lol
Desert Hermit
The old prof built an adobe style home
in an isolated part of the desert.
The closest town was mostly Natives,
they were very good to him
An elder spoke to the young ones
He told of how the old prof was a hermit
but not to be feared, for his heart was good
The life brought him to them, to their land
One day he drove into the village
he went there for supplies and company
stopping by the cafe the Sunlight Surrender
Old prof loved that place, it just felt like home
Mary and her daughter Melinda ran it
The elders all gathered around old prof
asking of his new venture, the tower of glass,
his long glass so he could watch the stars
There was laughter all around and joy
he had a lot of stories he told
the natives never tired of hearing them
He told of the falling stars, the meteorites
He said he gathered the remains he found
out in the desert, where he wandered alone
The elder now spoke about the wonders
He asked old prof to speak of his visions
Old prof being a desert hermit feared nothing
he just got lonely, he told them to drop by
and see the tower, if they came at night
they could view the moon & star constellations
Soon said the elder, I will come
I'll teach you our ways
Old prof said his goodbyes
on the way home, a coyote crossed his path
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