Kathryn Collins Poet I do not know?

Black and White Photo Sepia

Black and White Photo
 
In her forties bandana
his mother looks on
Life's taken a turn,
The war is won.
 
Dark and beautiful
her son at her side
leans his head to her cheek
Norman Rockwell style.
 
He grows dutiful, practical,
colors in the lines,
stacks his blocks neatly
and gets gold stars.
 
 
Sepia
 
The jobs come.
The jobs go.
The scotch helps.
His mother is old.
 
The #two bus comes.
He hasn’t the fare,
He drags three Glad bags
on the sidewalk to nowhere.
 
All his possessions
in three double ply bags.
The perfect son to perfect bum. 
Nobody cares.

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Gary Watkins December 19, 2013 at 1:26 PM A very telling, well thought out narrative. Thank you.

Carrie Richards December 16, 2013 at 10:00 AM I can see this poem, page by page, as if it were compiled in a book of Norman Rockwell paintings........that have faded in time. Wow.......

Suzanne Delaney November 16, 2013 at 7:33 PM This is such a vivid portrait of life through photographs. Sad,yet the story is true in so many cases. SuZ