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Homeless The flickering night with silvery beads undone by golden light at dawn’s rebirth is lost on eyes that never see but bleeds the tears that fall on wrinkled cheeks and berth; a berth of rags he calls his home and stead I wondered why this man owned silent sobs and asked what trials had robbed his soul and bread. He lost his wife and home in flaming throbs of fire that turned this broken man to stone; a stone that pleads for mercy’s hand and death and everyday he lives without a home becomes another day he draws a breath And so he treads uneven roads and track he prays a rush of time will give him peace or ease the pain before it can attack his fragile frame of woes he must release I held his hand and tried to cry his tears, he smiled and shook his head from side to side and said "I cannot let you feel my fears." His body lives his fractured heart has died Ivy climbs and ferns lay their cheeks on stone he’ll never hear the chime of nature’s grace or see the simple beauty flowers own his hopes are gone his life is but a trace At times I think I see him walk alone and shadow’s wraith becomes a dream of dreads With painful rue that aches like brittle bone I feel unfit to dry the tear he sheds |
This Poem was Critiqued By: DeniMari Z. On Date: 2010-07-21 20:38:43
Critiquer Rating During Critique: 10.00000
Your compassion to those less fortunate, stands out in this tender write - of tragedy that can happen to anyone on earth. Very deep imagery, very smoothly written without hesitation, and the style of someone who knows exactly how to make a poem - jump out, and pull the reader in. Undeniable fresh lines, your thoughts are amazing as these have to be read, finished, and then read again.
Awesome and another great poem for my list. If I had anything negative to say, I would - but I see nothing wrong, or amiss in this write.
blessings,
Deni