bedraggled, uncombed.
a mind entombed
in familiar desperation
of the hungry and alone
she sleeps in the cold
with no one to hold
and walks the street
with broken feet
she looked at me
with eyes that do not see
and smiled at the sound
of a coin dropping in the can
Poignant depiction of a poor woman whose only hope is the can
ReplyDeleteThanks for sharing this with One Shot
short but pointed...glad you could see into her eyes...i see them often around me...and good on you for giving her coin...
ReplyDeleteThat is sad but so real. I see so many like this in FL and that could be me :(
ReplyDeleteThanks for the visit
Wow, succinct, but no less strong for it. The imagery evoke by this - perfect.
ReplyDeleteIt is sad but beautiful to be able to bring a smile to someone's face with a coin or two. Great write!
ReplyDeletepowerful portrayal of sadness,
ReplyDeletesmiles.
stunning poetry.
What a thrill to land on your amazing poetry land.
ReplyDeleteCheers.
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