Sleeping on a Concrete Haiku
Sleeping on a Concrete Carpet
one eyed Mac snores in
empty doorways dreaming
of a full bottle meal.
of a full bottle meal.
Be Not Inhospitable to Strangers
Lest They be Angels in Disguise
February 26, 2008 at 10:08 am
That foot, heartbreaking…….very good writing too, I like how you keep it simple, don’t try to work our emotions, leaving ‘his’ dignity in tact, if that makes sense.
February 26, 2008 at 2:00 pm
powerful post
February 26, 2008 at 5:00 pm
You have some moving photos of the homeless on your blog. Thanks for keeping us aware of the many needs outside our doors.
February 26, 2008 at 5:13 pm
Sad part is–almost of all these people have died. It is a tragedy that is often overlooked.
February 26, 2008 at 5:15 pm
Green Poet
Thanks for stopping in from Scotland!
February 26, 2008 at 9:24 pm
full bottle meal, had a few of those, great series going here on the nexus of art, spirit and politics, cool,
February 27, 2008 at 12:15 am
Paul
thanks for the comment on this
February 27, 2008 at 9:38 pm
and no matter how much we might be sceptical, what happy dreams he would have with that. Your poetry is non-judgemental, just conveying the vision. Excellent.
February 28, 2008 at 11:29 am
thanks narnie
March 16, 2008 at 4:11 am
A very powerful message indeed! Some people may find this haiku sad. To me, it is quite the contrary. Keep flowing!