Tuesday 29 November 2011

Detritus

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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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19 comments:

  1. Brian Miller29 November 2011 at 7:39 am

    i am sorry to hear about your relative...shunning is hard stuff when felt for sure....interesting on the lack of trash...

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  2. Carrie Van Horn29 November 2011 at 7:54 am

    Hope is a sad thing to loose or abandon....this is a powerful piece Stafford....I hope that hope returns for your relative.

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  3. Jinksy29 November 2011 at 7:55 am

    Street litter homeless? How harsh can you get? lol

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  4. Anonymous29 November 2011 at 7:55 am

    Its difficult to understand someone elses depth of despair - very moving piece Stafford.

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  5. R. Burnett Baker29 November 2011 at 11:54 am

    Your heartbreak is felt in so few words.

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  6. kaykuala29 November 2011 at 12:36 pm

    It 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!

    Hank

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  7. Kathe W.29 November 2011 at 1:27 pm

    how sad- when ever I see the shunned and abandoned all I can think of is "that was someones cherished baby" Heartbreaking.

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  8. Anonymous29 November 2011 at 4:22 pm

    Sorry to hear about your relative :( Your words are very profound and sad.

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  9. Martin29 November 2011 at 5:47 pm

    Neat observation, Stafford. It does look a bit too clean, doesn't it?

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  10. Doctor FTSE29 November 2011 at 7:14 pm

    Sad poem, Stafford.

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  11. Lyn29 November 2011 at 11:37 pm

    A very particular loneliness..so absolute!

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  12. ds30 November 2011 at 2:13 pm

    Doubly sad...

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  13. Lydia30 November 2011 at 8:47 pm

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  14. Lydia30 November 2011 at 8:49 pm

    Perfect 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.

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  15. Linda1 December 2011 at 1:44 am

    You have captured its essence completely. Very well said.

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  16. hyperCRYPTICal2 December 2011 at 1:19 am

    Sad indeed. I do so hope your relative regains hope.

    Anna :o]

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  17. Anonymous4 December 2011 at 5:54 am

    OMG!! shunned even by the homeless!!

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