On the street corner
sits a man that poured
his last dollars into a
bottle after another
job lay-off because he
doesn't have an address
leaving him with nothing
left to rub together
except bare feet against
cold pavement.
On the hospital bed
lies a widowed woman
who was just told she has
only three weeks to live
as she staggers through
her mind to see if
there is anyone who
will visit her before
she goes, and draws
a blank.
In the middle of a crowd
stands an African girl
orphaned by AIDS left to
care for five younger
siblings waiting for a
package from her American
sponsor but they've
forgotten again this month
now she can't provide for
her family.
I really don’t know
pain at all.
In a list
A contest entry
- 19 to 25 enter your best prewrites Judged by RedwingSpirit.
850 points, ended January 17, 2008, 34 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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i like this a lot.
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mostly today - young and older alike- people seem to notice fashion and videos and such far more than the view from another's eyes... so very well done here...PK
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Powerful.
This gave me chills and shamed me all at once. So true. Those who are poor here in our country are really so rich. Oh, that we all could learn to focus on our blessings, and pass what we can on to others.
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awesome
Woah...I didn't expect the ending there. I love it. This really sends a profound message and has a nice effect. Great job.
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"On the hospital bed
lies a widowed woman
who was just told she has
only three weeks to live
as she staggers through
her mind to see if
there is anyone who
will visit her before
she goes, and draws
a blank."
OMG...this is so sad, this is what poetry is about my dear, the tugging at heartstrings and emotions. Well done.
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greatness is in this poem
indeed very insightfull, a word of the wise i must say, it is well written and formatted i must say to be honest. well done, and thank you for your comment on my poem dead i appreaciate it very much so.
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Thank you for this superb (if uncomfortable) look into other lives...
you're right. We don't know pain at all.
But, as my therapist says, there are different types of pain and you can't guage your pain against anyone else's.
This does really put things into perspective though - doesn't it?
An incredibly wise poem - I'm so proud.
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Very nice poem It is a shame that many waste their life away drinking
Thank you for taking the time to enter my contest. I wish you the best of luck.
REDWINGSPIRIT
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wow...
nicely stated...
line 12, I think "women" should be "woman" ...?
well done, poet!
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