Colleen’s #Tanka Tuesday #Poetry Challenge #63 – Cover & Precipitation (#SynonymsOnly)
I cover my head
As rain falls all around me
My heart is breaking.
Veiled I am in hopelessness
Life sprinkles trial after trial.
19 Dec 2017 17 Comments
in Poems Tags: Challenge #63 – Cover & Precipitation , Colleen’s Tanka, Tuesday Poetry
Colleen’s #Tanka Tuesday #Poetry Challenge #63 – Cover & Precipitation (#SynonymsOnly)
I cover my head
As rain falls all around me
My heart is breaking.
Veiled I am in hopelessness
Life sprinkles trial after trial.
19 Dec 2017 74 Comments
in Uncategorized Tags: abuse, bring poor or sick, Depression, drink, drugs, Homlesness, Shelter Crisis at Christmas
I originally wrote this in December 2013 but it is still relevant so. Have revamped it a little.
I hope it won’t snow this Christmas
It’s one of my biggest fears.
It was so bitter last year even
Thinking of it makes me shed tear.
The homless won’t be eating Turkey with all the trim
Unless they find a charity shelter which they can get in.
The people at the shelters are angels from up above
They give their time and plenty love.
They really are saviours they really do so much good.
They give warmth and comfort, dinner and even Christmas pud.
OH! why are they out here I hear you say.
There are lots of reasons, have you got all day?
Dave got made redundant the bills he couldn’t pay
So the bank stepped in and took his home away.
His wife could not stand the B&B that the social offered them
So she took the children off to live with her mum so Dave won’t see them again.
Jen, she was cheeky girl always having fun
Staying out late and playing up in the end it got too much for her mum!
After a big row one night in the summer she asked Jen to go,
So she is struggling alone out there, when your homeless it is amazing how fast your friends all go.
Rob well his story is very sad,
It all started with his drinking then he discovered drugs. He became violent and everything turned bad.
He fell out with his mother’s boyfriend who told him he had to go
And then threw him out into the December snow.
The reasons are legion you can take your pick,
People who loose their jobs because they became sick
From parents who can’t cope
To addictions that make you loose all hope,
Parents or family who beat you, family who will not stop at a touch
They want you to give them way too much.
This may all seem morbid this may all seem too sad
I hate to tell you all, things can be so very, very bad.
People young and old see their hopes and dreams unfold and vanish in clouds of smoke
As they end up on the streets lost and without any hope.
So enjoy your Christmas parties, your families and your Yule tide fare
But as you raise a toast remember the homeless ones out there .
And also here for Crisis at Christmas
19 Dec 2017 17 Comments
in Uncategorized Tags: #180 Slow&Burn, #weekly Haiku, CHALLENGE, Poetry prompt, Ronovanwrites
This week Ronovanwrites has set us the two words Slow and Burn.
This pain that I feel
Depression hidden but real
It is a slow burn.
The train pulls to a slow stop
Christmas spirit burns.
Salty like hot dogs (and tears). Sweet like marmalade (and life).
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