Homeless;
- Down by the muddy Mississippi
Skinny as a rail,
Sleeping under the old Eads bridge
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Such a sad situation which can happen to anyone. Such a moving poem Smoky. If you get time please read my poem (SOME ONE) It is based on the same subject, so i think you might enjoy it.
Cracking! Powerful in your face. God I love the way you write Smoky I noticed another favourite of mine Eric Cockrell's here. I must be in good company. This piece is so poignant at this point in all our lives money short etc etc. Regards Craig. Peace.
The great human tragedy of our brothers and sister suffering out on the streets is brought to life in this all to well written poem brought home to our hearts by your magnificent pen Smoky, well done.
great poem, i really like the rhyme scheme and structure as well as the break from it in the last line. It's beautiful and yet very frank and straightforward.
Written by the heart of a poet who desires to make a positive impact on our souls. Reminds me of a homeless man I met passing through in LA one night, about to head off to a homeless shelter for the night, freely giving good advice. He had lost his job, then home, then family, but kindness as well as the touch of sadness was alive within him. And with proud he would still accept no money. There seems to be a lesson for politicians and Wall Street in the integrity of such a man.