The Old Container

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And how the wind howled around the old container, wheezed through the cracks, laughed devilishly, fed demonically on our emaciated living remnants. Huddled together, the small flame of life and heartbeat pulsed slowly, throbbed lethargic And how the snow heaped up around that old container... Where in icy fear expectations rose as time passed When will be next Who will be chosen In arms clasped around near frozen shoulders despair cried out in muffled sobs For knowing nothing, nothing would matter. And how long would in the creeping cold life remain in this old container... *** February 23, 2017 © Darren White

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Doug Vinson

Date: 2/26/2017 10:47:00 PM

7 <-- ! Darren, this is more horror than most of us ever encounter. I am blown away by the entire poem - surely your best or close to it. Reading the title, and then the first sentence is absolute perfection, and that somewhat incomprehensible thing that sometimes happens with poetry is there - a deadly, painful concept of suffering is described in such a way as to be beautiful to read. How can this be?

Darren White
Date: 2/27/2017 12:30:00 AM

Thank you Doug, I am blown away by your comment and I am speechless.....

Lynn Marie

Date: 2/24/2017 4:56:00 PM

An important topic, wonderfully penned. You write with care and heart Darren, this is a bleak reality for many, the emotions of your words is brimming with understanding. There is a new project here where they have made affordable housing with containers by stacking them and outfitting the interiors with Murphy beds, a small kitchenette and washroom. They are really nice, the hope is from the street to one of these just until their needs can be addressed, then more permanent housing. Terrific.

Darren White
Date: 2/24/2017 10:43:00 PM

Lynn, THANK you :) There's nothing wrong with living in containers. What I was referring to, is the use of transporting containers for child sex trafficking purposes. It happens more and more.....

Connie Marcum Wong

Date: 2/23/2017 10:56:00 PM

This wonderful poem is written with so much emotion and understanding of those who live in such harsh realities. My son lived in a container for over year but he did not have to contend with the cold here in Hawaii. Long story as to why but nevertheless I can relate. ; ) 7

Darren White
Date: 2/23/2017 11:39:00 PM

Connie, thank you. Living in a container, doesn't matter where, is a terrible thing. Thank you for the 7

Donna Roberts

Date: 2/23/2017 1:44:00 PM

So hard from outrage to tears!hope you are feeling well!!

Darren White
Date: 2/23/2017 6:43:00 PM

You've got SoupMail.. And yes, I am alright :)

Donna Roberts
Date: 2/23/2017 1:45:00 PM

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