Displaced

From ReadWritePoem:

This week’s prompt is to write a poem that speaks for someone who cannot speak for himself/herself.

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Although it seems there are miles between us

We are not so far apart, you and I

You collect cans for money, as I do I

I have not always known

Where I would rest my head at night or

How I would ease the hunger in my belly

If I was crazy or incomplete or just wrong

One step or two, is all that separates us

I see you on the street and I wonder

If I could do anything for you

What would you have me do?

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6 Comments

  1. Ooooh. I really like this one Vix! I can feel the emotion in it.

  2. I’m glad a I got a few moments to check in on blogs and read this. It’s very honest and evoking.

    Hugs,

    ~X

  3. i dre it this way, don’t know how you captured it this way. its so dramatic & beautiful.

  4. It is dramatic and honest i agree.

  5. This succeeds in all definitions of poetry.

  6. Strange how sometimes we long to do something and know something must be done. And yet, we have to ask the question – how to go about it.

    An interesting write!

    Gemma

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