Beryl Edmonds Poet Rhyme

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Bare Faced Cheek

Bare Faced Cheek
I’m a night wanderer of streets
Once was picked up by the police
Thinking I was a sneaky thief
The truth is that I just don’t sleep 
I pleaded down upon my knee
Eventually was set free.

They could not put me in a cell
Because I'd said that I wasn't well
So I saunter o’er lonesome road
I’ll do a streak if feeling bold
I love to hear the ladies shriek 
Once they have sneaked a crafty peek. 

I stroll where’re streets are dark
Because my face is badly marked
The misses she'd throw things at me 
Said that we two weren't meant to be 
But she always aimed at my face
Now I look an utter disgrace.

Should you conceive that I am mad
No I’m not, just awfully sad
There’s no way I can face the day
Wouldn’t have it any other way
I saunter along lonesome streets 
Because I have the bare faced cheek.
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25th September 2022

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Panagiota Romios October 4, 2022 at 2:57 PM A powerful and unique write! Here, in the US, going out day or night is unsafe. Some stores, are locking up all they sell in California, as bands of thieves just steal, jump over counters. Cars are stolen in broad daylight, I mean car jacking. Night is nothing here. I love the melody I hear in this piem, Belle. The truth about looks!we judged by them Disfigured bodies, anything can set people off.Take care, talented friend! Sunshine and sparkles, Panagiota Beryl Edmonds October 5, 2022 at 12:24 PM Thank you Panagiota, we have the same problems here in the UK, it’s not safe out on the streets at night when one’s on their own. About looks, no one should be judged on their appearance, we are what we are, what matters is what’s in the heart. Leave trails of glitter where’re you go… Belle

Mystic Rose Rose September 29, 2022 at 2:28 PM how sad to know that this person has to walk alone, in the dark because of a disfigurement, I feel for him, Beryl Edmonds September 29, 2022 at 5:00 PM Thank you Rose, no one knows why someone roams lonely streets, I feel for those that do too… Belle

Bj Legros Kelley September 26, 2022 at 1:14 PM This is so sad. His wife was the one who needed a jail cell. This is such a deep look into a soul who is incredibly broken. Well penned, we need to see people as people, and the scars we see can barely even shadow the true scars that are upon a wounded heart and broken spirit. Beryl Edmonds September 28, 2022 at 6:51 PM Thank you BJ, we should never judge someone on their looks, what matters is what’s in the heart, as you say we can’t see the hidden scars inflicted on someone’s soul… Belle

Rico Leffanta September 25, 2022 at 11:59 AM He has yet to learn what is most cherished is not an handsome face, but a familiar one! Aloha! Beryl Edmonds September 28, 2022 at 6:41 PM Very true Rico, a kind heart means so much more than a handsome face. Thank you, Maloha! Belle

Victor Buhagiar September 25, 2022 at 10:31 AM Alas I would not dream of going out into the streets at night. Hugs Beryl Edmonds September 28, 2022 at 6:43 PM Neither would I Victor, only if I was accompanied, there’s safety in numbers. Thank you… Hugs, Belle

L Milton Hankins September 25, 2022 at 9:25 AM Unfortunately, there are so many these days who find themselves in this situation, Belle. A fine poem. I enjoyed reading it. Beryl Edmonds September 28, 2022 at 6:38 PM Sadly that’s true Milton, I’m pleased you enjoyed the read. Thank you… Belle

Tom Cunningham September 25, 2022 at 7:02 AM Find as I get older I wake at all hours of the night, have written many a poem in the dead man's hour. But if I was tempted to venture out I'd make sure I was dressed lol. Tom Beryl Edmonds September 28, 2022 at 6:36 PM Ha, so would I, but I’d never venture out in the dark so long as I’ve still got wits to keep me safe. Thank you Tom… Belle

Sotto Poet September 25, 2022 at 6:13 AM What a tremendously excellent writer you are, Belle. Your amazing skill captivates the reader from the very first verse all the way through the enthralling story of one's own journey to self-awareness. Incredible is all I can say about the depth of your talent and creativity. Have a great, blessings and hugs. Beryl Edmonds September 28, 2022 at 6:33 PM Thank you so much Sotto for your encouragement and very kind words, I’m humbled and grateful. Hugs and blessings… Belle

James Marshall Goff September 25, 2022 at 3:10 AM Am up meself Belle, 3am LA time...just visitin' love it out here...your classic ink here ..such muscled sweet darkness...innocent crime noir (prolly spelt that wrong) carries the reader along an enchanting tale of self discovery, love the strength of your creativity...no time to weep, daylight couple hours... surprisingly, everyone's got roosters & hens in my neighborhood that letcha know when the sun pushes darkness away! Beryl Edmonds September 25, 2022 at 3:17 AM Thank you James, it’s not so early for me coming from the UK it’s later in the day. Sorry to hear the roosters wake you so early, but look on the bright side your day is longer than mine, perhaps not as I write poetry through the night. I appreciate your comments on this poem very much… Belle