This was written to a 100 word poetry challenge - it couldn't be 99 or 101 words, exactly 100 even. In addition, it had to be written as a character sketch.
Cold and alone Fumbling for the warmth Of forgotten memories. The latest headline Serves as his blanket. Pigeons scamper As though inflicted with disgust. Dirty water oozes Past his parched lips. Society scuffles past him… Designer heels clicking On the cracked concrete. He holds no malice. He holds no shame. This is the home he made After his life had ended – Coming home from a war That murdered his soul. His family gone… They’re somewhere In the map’s folds. He feels that this Is his penance. Vietnam vet silenced… A human wall Sitting sprawled on the sidewalk …lest we forget…
This is another elequently spoken- in 100 words to- YOur a wonder Lori- This is very, very good! I found your topic a memory never to be forgotten- I don't know if I could do a 100 word poem exactly 100- I may try this challenge someday soon,--- WArmly,Sheee
Yup, you're good. Hit the 100 with a four minute free-write and told a story, a stark reality, that many pretend isn't there or they don't wish to see. Good work. Henry
Reviewed by Andy Turner (Reader)
Reviewed on March 31, 2005
I can't count that high.
This is very true too. Intelligent poem.Congrats..
Perhaps "..Quiet Storm" will help rekindle old flames buried and long forgotten or express the love so deeply locked inside of your soul longing to be released.
Regardless of where you may be found in love this beautiful masterpiece can be
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Elizabeth
This is fabulous!! Splendiferous! I reitterate Jerry, "Damn you did good, man!" LOL The imagery is so real it cuts to the quick.
Good to see you again!
~ Mari
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Eileen
This is very true too. Intelligent poem.Congrats..