Jack Horne Poet Verse

An Old Tramp Fast Asleep

an old tramp fast asleep
on a bench in an empty park
no sounds or visible movements
yet on his worn out clothes
fleas hop and bedbugs and lice crawl

Date written 16th May

Name of Challenge Lind68868

Sponsor Dear Heart Constance

Theme Chosen comparitive thought

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Jennifer Proxenos May 28, 2019 at 12:06 PM Hi Jack - congratulations on a superbly penned and imaginative poem - a very deserved win - strange we were writing about tramps on exactly the same day! Hugs, Jennifer.

Jan Allison May 26, 2019 at 5:49 PM dropping back with my itches I mean congrats jack!:-) hugs jan xx

Andrea Dietrich May 24, 2019 at 7:30 PM Back with my congrats, my dear friend!

Connie Marcum Wong May 24, 2019 at 6:42 PM You have given us a vivid look at the reality of homelessness Jack. The sadness of this situation is palpable. Congratulations on your deserving first placement my friend! : ) xxoo

Robert Lindley May 24, 2019 at 2:44 PM Congratulations on your win in Dear Heart's Lind68868 contest my friend! God bless.... Robert

Anne-Lise Andresen May 21, 2019 at 12:06 PM - Congratulations on a great first place in this contest, a wonderful writing Jack :) - hugs // Anne-Lise :)

Gershon Wolf May 21, 2019 at 11:43 AM Very vivid image, albeit grisly. Congrats on your win in the contest, Jack. Best wishes, Gershon

Constance La France May 21, 2019 at 9:27 AM Jack, congratulations on your win in my writing challenge with this excellent poem!

Judy Ball May 21, 2019 at 7:04 AM Oh that poor man. He needs a meal, a bath and some new clothes and a place to sleep. Really good description here. God Bless, JB

Andrea Dietrich May 17, 2019 at 7:45 PM oh goodness such a gross description. Ewwww!! How terrible to have to live this way.

Kim Rodrigues May 17, 2019 at 7:24 PM all so sad...the vermin lives on him amidst an otherwise serene setting but we must take note.

Sara Kendrick May 17, 2019 at 6:05 PM Oh!! That would be hard to imagine the fleas, bedbugs and lice. Enjoyed reading your work. Thanks for dropping by all my poems and leaving a comment. Sara

Jennifer Proxenos May 16, 2019 at 10:10 AM Hi Jack, you have just reminded me of an incident on a trip to England about 25 years ago - in fact you have given me an idea for a poem. This one is a great description of a tramp - excellent - bravo - hugs, Jennifer.

Paul Callus May 16, 2019 at 8:56 AM Now I'm itching all over, Jack!! ...and the old tramp sleeps happily. What a contrast you present, my friend! Regards // paul

Jan Allison May 16, 2019 at 7:21 AM oh my skin is crawling at this vivid scene Jack! good luck in the contest:-) hugs Jan xx