Eight-line Poems 2

Of Islands

Of Islands

I saw a man who did complain
at loneliness his deepest pain
yet while he sat there all alone
he set up fences made of stone

Though his eyes were inward turned
it was himself that he had spurned
for how could others love the man
who knew himself the bogeyman?


Line count: 8
Rhymed couplets
For Express It In Eight, 11.18.24
Prompt: No man is an island.