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Pain...Firsthand


Just past midnight
She aches to be off, off the clock
And off her feet
Be she’ll serve just one more, just one more tonight

He walks through the door.
But she saw him first
through the greasy glass,
It always makes you look worse than you really are

…Not now, not this close to the clock…

The shuffle, the ragged clothes, downcast head
In perfect symphony with his miserable life…
The only one in here, well, just she and him
A free cup, something leftover, paper bag

...On his way, and on my way...

She’s barbed wire, he wants to talk, but doesn’t
It’s his hands; she notices his hands, fight most likely…
He takes note of the accusing stare, but doesn’t hide.
“I gave worse than I got. Just hate to see the weak picked on…”

(She’s thinking…) Can’t imagine someone weaker than this…poor soul…
Musta’ been someone special – worth fighting for

He doesn’t look up, just says, “She was.”

He moves, stiffly, like willow branches facing a winter’s wind
Great! Mud on the floor…or …blood
But, he moves on – with His Cup – with His Bag
She watches him through the greasy glass…
It always makes you look worse than you are…

Author notes

This entry is a mixture of 3. Thoughts: & 4. Write on your soul: tell me the state of your soul, talk of souls of others, just involve souls

Based loosley on Isaiah 53 (Holy Bible)"One look at him and people turned away.We looked down on him, thought he was scum. But the fact is, it was our pains he carried — our disfigurements, all the things wrong with us. We thought he brought it on himself..."

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  • Deadmans Heart
    May 15, 2008

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    Before I read your note I had a sense of connection between this poem and scripture,so the certification was a thing for which I'm most grateful. The poem is simply astounding.Keep up the great writing


    • shepherd23
      May 19, 2008
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      Thank you!

      thanks for the award of Bronze - great contest!


    • shepherd23
      May 15, 2008
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      thanks

      I really appreciate your time and comments - I try to listen to the Spirit when he inspires...after that...
      S23


  • 2lullabyhaven
    May 12, 2008

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    Ah, this is powerful and has depth of art. Mr. S has struck with ingeniousness once again good luck in the contest

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