It isn’t yielding much result,
I’m still living below the bread line,
I don’t get a full night's sleep,
I still haven’t gotten the desired reap.
I come home after a hectic day,
Behind a closed door is a gloomy ray,
My kitchen gives me a cold comfort,
Nothing there commiserates my labour.
Not a star I see in you my father says,
I worry when I think about you,
I want to shut the door to my muse,
Believing it’s not a worthy fuse.
I pour myself into my art,
Amidst my turbulent part,
My father doesn’t see a serious son,
He sees the least of his children.
I almost tossed it out,
But for the joy it still brings,
But for its swift wings,
It’s a river that flows to me.
At night I still see the sky’s yellow eye,
I think it isn’t a lie,
The man outside may not be the one my father wants,
The one inside buoys the one on the outside who is on the path to a blooming meadow.
October 17, 2024.
Categories:
bread line, father, inspirational, me,
Form: Rhyme
Just a cross in a box that's all that it took.
A vote for the Tories and they took everything i've got.
My healthcare ,My doctors,My rosy outlook.
The school that my kids went to and their free lunch.
I'm left on the roadside,no roof over my head.
The stars are my spotlights, no leccy to pay.
As my rent and my rates they just kept going up.
Until one day the bailiffs came and took the lot out
The bankers and rich don't seem to mind.
That 33% of the nations on the bread line.
The point of this poem is easy to see.
Don't put your x in a box when the candidates a Tory.
Categories:
bread line, political,
Form: Free verse
He is living on the breadline, He is cold and hungry with no support line. Money comes in and slips through his hands a capital version of hourglass sands. The hunger used to drive him but now he is weak. The cold has seeped through to his bones, we wonders and drifts looking for somewhere to call home.
Once he was a soldier he stood proud and tall and no body told him that pride comes before a fall. He fell and he fell too many miles to count. he injured his leg and the army kicked him out.
The breadline stands between him and his life the life that was lost because he cant pay his way out. The stress ate him up in its endless starvation along with the rest of the breadline nation.
Categories:
bread line, abuse, grief, military, people,
Form: Free verse
I do not want to work no more
The taxman knocking at my door
He wants his pound of flesh
But I want a life afresh
I do not want to have to do
Something I dont want to do
Half my life for someone else
The other half left on the shelf
I do not want to spend my time
Being on the old bread line
I want to do the things anew
Dont you
Categories:
bread line, absence,
Form: I do not know?
Rich Mans taste on a poor mans diet
I grab my coat and head out the door
not the coat I saw in the window for 3 hundo
but the coat that was 24.99, I couldn't afford not to have it
this time
I grabbed it on my way out the door
last minute sale sign saved my dime
this time
kind of reminds me of waiting in the bread line
when in 1994 the grocery store was the chapels back door
It's 15 degrees tonight
the lights are suspiciously bright
and my fight can't be won in spite of my fear
I fear
I remain nearly there and aware of the situation around me
cold, aching knees are the main squeeze
working till the sun comes up
and I wonder
If this time things will be different.
-Jess
Categories:
bread line, childhood,
Form: Rhyme
Joe Lunchbucket stands on the bread line
The plant closure left him not one dime
So handouts he seeks
Like dogs beg for treats
As senators toast to the good times
Entry for Deborah Guzzi's limerick contest
Categories:
bread line, funny
Form: Limerick
Standing amid the cold
in the long lines of hunger
It is!
the wind, a blowing
that chill the bone
pushing up from the lungs
and passing from the mouth
to a frosty cold breath
who awaits, this friendly handout
for this well needed nourishment
with hands that are in destination
reaching for the warmest of soups
Thank you for your giving!
Categories:
bread line, business, caregiving, dedication, health,
Form: I do not know?