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Nov 13, 2011
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Stuck
wandering lost and cold
I came upon a celler door
I broke the lock
feeling no shame
there, shelves stocked with food
a cot in the corner
and a colorful blanket
were they expecting me?
full bellied
wrapped in warmth
I laid down
and wept at my shameless ways
About This Poem
Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back
Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft
Comments
Candlewitch
13 years 8 months ago
Hello,
This puts a whole new spin on the poor homeless situation. I really liked this piece.
always, Cat
brittle light
13 years 8 months ago
hello Cat
Again, I thank you for your response, and time.
sincerely,
Geezer
13 years 8 months ago
Without getting...
into the capitalization thing, I really liked this one. I wouldn't know how to change one line, without ruining the poem as a whole. Great work! ~ Gee
brittle light
13 years 8 months ago
capitalization thing? is
capitalization thing? is that a feduciary question , or one of writing form? Just wondering!
Anyway, either way, thank you for your gracious remarks and your time. much appreciated.