Left sitting,
Used, unwanted,
Rejected,
Abandoned.
Sitting like an old drink cup,
No one needs or notices
Shadorma
(This poem was inspired as I was cleaning out the inside of my car. My grand-children often leave their empty soda cups behind after we have had lunch at a fast food restaurant. Upon seeing these empty, used, un-wanted cups my mind thought of the great homeless problem the nearby city of Portland, OR is facing. I hope this poem brings awareness to the ever growing problem of homelessness in Portland, OR. and that the link to the news story regarding the problem will be read by those who might be able to help in providing a solution some way.)
Very thought-provoking poem. This is a major problem all over the US, unfortunately.
Yes it is, a sad problem. Thanks for stopping by, reading and commenting. I appreciate it.
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Leona writes a lot of meaningful poems and loves to experiment with form. Check out her beautiful poetry book, May Flowers.
Thank you so much! I appreciate your reblog and comments! 😊