Abandoned
at a place
that is shunned;
even by the homeless
and other street litter
Written for Magpie Talesafter a visit with a mentally ill relative who has lost hope.
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- Stafford Ray
- Sydney, New South Wales, Australia
- Ex almost everything, now writer, (fiction, poetry, essays).
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i am sorry to hear about your relative...shunning is hard stuff when felt for sure....interesting on the lack of trash...
ReplyDeleteHope is a sad thing to loose or abandon....this is a powerful piece Stafford....I hope that hope returns for your relative.
ReplyDeleteStreet litter homeless? How harsh can you get? lol
ReplyDeleteIts difficult to understand someone elses depth of despair - very moving piece Stafford.
ReplyDeleteYour heartbreak is felt in so few words.
ReplyDeleteIt is sad to be shunned and abandoned and not able to do anything about it. A dilemma for old parents if they are not careful!
ReplyDeleteHank
how sad- when ever I see the shunned and abandoned all I can think of is "that was someones cherished baby" Heartbreaking.
ReplyDeleteSorry to hear about your relative :( Your words are very profound and sad.
ReplyDeleteNeat observation, Stafford. It does look a bit too clean, doesn't it?
ReplyDeleteSad poem, Stafford.
ReplyDeleteA very particular loneliness..so absolute!
ReplyDeleteDoubly sad...
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ReplyDeletePerfect title for a sad poem about a slice of life in our imperfect world. Doesn't stop me from wishing perfect peace for your relative, and all those who are seen as detritus on the streets in the cities of our world.
ReplyDeleteYou have captured its essence completely. Very well said.
ReplyDeleteSad indeed. I do so hope your relative regains hope.
ReplyDeleteAnna :o]
OMG!! shunned even by the homeless!!
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