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The Invisible Man, a Poem

John has been writing poetry since his school days. He was awarded the "Best Poet 2014 and 2021" Hubby Awards.

The Urge to Write

A little while ago my writing on Hub Pages had dwindled to about one poem or article a month. I was so busy with other stuff and basically was just having trouble finding the time or inspiration to write.

Then a few months ago I had the idea to write poems based on the titles of books on my shelves at home, and so began the "Off the Shelf" series. This poem isn't part of that series, but since I started that have regained my urge to write and so here is another piece that just sort of eventuated out of nothing really.

The Invisible Man is a novel by H.G.Wells published as long ago as 1897 and ranks as one of the most famous scientific fantasies ever written. I did read this one many years ago along with The Time Machine by the same author but I don't have them in my collection.

Like most writers, I sometimes ponder the definition of success and what that means as far as writing is concerned, poetry in particular. There aren't many rich poets out there unless they were already before they started writing.

There was also another book, Invisible Man is a novel by Ralph Ellison, published in 1952. It addresses many of the social issues facing African Americans early in the twentieth century, (Wikipedia)

I hope you enjoy The Invisible Man.

photo by Justin Renshaw

photo by Justin Renshaw

The Invisible Man

Transparency's my superpower,

I blend in everywhere.

Now you see me, now you don't,

Just like a wisp of air.

I rarely am abusive,

Judgemental or uncouth.

I'm just a little shy and quiet,

I've been that way since youth.

Some people stand out from the pack,

They're confident and loud,

But I'm just happy being me,

A face within the crowd.

Although I shy away from fame

I strive to be the best

To anything I put my mind.

I see it as a test.

Some say I'm insignificant,

Won't take the centre stage.

But little do these people know

I'm a lion within a cage.

I've never been the teacher's pet,

I take a seat in back,

Watching and observing,

Just planning my attack.


Extroverts ignore me

As though I don't exist

But when I make my presence known

My support they will enlist.

I'll strike when least expected,

Like a phantom in the night.

Invisible within the dark

I'll give some folks a fright.

I have drive and ambition,

Succeed I know I can.

I'm waiting 'til the time is right,

'Cause I'm "The Invisible Man".

Questions & Answers

Question: Why did you write this poem?

Answer: Because sometimes I do in fact feel like an invisible man. Whether in public, at a party etc. I am a shy person so I don’t stand out in the crowd. Even with my writing, apart from HubPages I am virtually unknown so an “invisible man.” I am sure many others can relate to this.

© 2018 John Hansen

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