Cement Pillows

Another older poem. I used to take long walks down dark streets. I would write about what I saw. Sometimes, most times it was not pretty-

Cement pillow

 

Is where he lays his head.

The stairwell outside the Post Office is his bed.

Or the front of the AT&T building.

The Little Fish Theater on the oning outside.

Is where he sometimes reside.

Metal cart keep hold his possessions.

Where he will go next only keeps me guessing.

Sometimes he makes tarp tents.

Others are more creative in what they invent.

I saw a man sleep in the Cabrillo beach bathroom.

It stank like hell and piss.

But had plenty of room.

Alone.

By themselves.

Some body’s mother, brother, or significant other.

Lying in the cold California night.

Seems like they have lost the fight with life.

But it is just a standing eight count.

But at midnight.

By the street light.

I see them.

Lying on cement pillow.

Author's Note

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Reviews

[Poetic Beauty]

This is a whole different world from what most of us know and if we take the time to look closely we can see this world unfold before our eyes. I believe it is time to stop sleeping and pretending these things don't have happen and the homelessness doesn't exist. It is there if you open your pretty little eyes and forget about, our plush lifestyles compared to them, for a moment.

[Raven Starhawk]

A completely captivating piece that does something to the mind while weaving a ceaseless display of awe.

[J.A. Stevens]

very good read an issue that needs to be addressed in this country poetically brought to peoples attention i really liked it and i hope you keep writing

p.s. i read recently that 90 % of the homeless in this country are mentally ill and having a brother that is also ill this issue is very important to me

[patricia]

I was there not so long ago, its a scarey place to be, I loved the way you penned this. Thankyou.

[Neva Flores Smith - Cha..]

this one tore the heart right out of me.

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

cement pillows, I admit, there is a tear forming in my eye, well done, good read.

[Angelic Surrender]

This is great. I think we see too many of these people.

[Michael of Gilead]

Brings to mind a certain Pearl Jam song ;)

[?]

Felt as though was walking that same dark street. Great imagery

[Eleanor]

Wow, great job. I could really picture what I was reading in my head. Really good write
-Eleanor