Each day, she wallows in unspeakable despair
Her hunger is unslakable
There's misery in her downcast eyes
Poor woman, a have-not in the world of haves
She's a beggar and dumpster diver
Her appearance weather-beaten and unkempt
Her hand-held sign speaks more than she does
All that she has is stuffed into
her medium duffel bag
"Where will she sleep tonight?," I wonder. Where?
I sure hope and pray it's under a roof
Dear God, please keep her safe and sound!
CONTEST 555,ANY FORM OR NONE,ANY THEME,UP TO A MAX OF 20 LINES
Sponsored by Brian Strand (Winner: 1st Place)
Date written and posted: 02/06/2019
Categories:
unslakable, girl, humanity, imagery, poverty,
Form: Tristich
Lioness mother
Creeps into the killing fields
She's got cubs to feed
Her hunger unslakable
And she'll bring home the bacon
Date written and posted: 06/03/2018
Categories:
unslakable, animal, imagery, nature,
Form: Tanka