sidewalk suitcase

sidewalk suitcase

 

 

transient regard

belonging kicked to the curb

heart surrenders hope

 

 

 

erin-cilberto

3/27/18

Reviews

[Phill Oz O'fee]

I was a Project Supervisor at a night shelter for the homeless for ten years and saw many a lifetime stored in a backpack... Great share my friend- love this format ... :-)

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you Phill...you write this form much better than i...i appreciate your words.

j.

[Jimmy Yetts]

A lot of "sidewalk suitcases" are garbage bags.
Pretty much defines the homeless: hearts that have surrendered hope.
Powerful piece!

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your words, Jimmy.
j.

[Glen's not so clean sla..]

Having personally experienced a stint of homelessness meself, albeit a mild form of homelessness compared to some -this captured perfectly to me the utter loss of hope. A state with no concept of future and certainly no sense of belonging. Add to the a feeling of intense guilt to which one cannot even attribute a wrongdoing or cause.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

appreciate your sharing and wisdom, Glen---
j.

[Neville]

From the S in your sidewalk to the E in your hope, you just said it all jacob... For many, many years I ran a clinic at our then local 'Night Shelter & Soup Kitchen' which is now known as 'The Hope Centre'.. I have always believed most strongly that no-one sets out in life with the intention of becoming homeless, addicted to anything, or to suffer with any form of mental health problem, but of course they do and for many, many reasons often beyond their control... I also believe that with the right support and intervention/s many such individuals will eventually be helped out from the gutter/curb and commence or even re-commence making worthwhile contributions to society.................A great write indeed jacob.........Neville

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you, Neville, not only for your comments but for all you do to help the unfortunate...you are a good man.
j.

[Neville]

I'm just me my friend but having once spent six months on the street, I know what it feels like.....N

[Alfred Kukitz]

down and out on the street with no name. bummer!

regards,
al

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you, Al.
j.

[sette]

the sadness and frustration are felt in this poem

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you, sette.
j.

[sette]

no problem

[andrew mitchell]

Such utter despair in such few words J as the imagery just hits you.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you, andrew.
j.

[Einstein Noodle]

what can be worse than loosing ones bag :( ......... even worse tho is if your shopping cart is taken ...praying now for all our beautiful street peeps out there ..

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your words, E.
j.

[Lydia Shutter]

Short and sweet....or not so sweet as the case may be. It's a shame when the heart surrenders hope. Perhaps I am too optimistic. I believe there is always a shred of hope. Lydi**

[jacob erin-cilberto]

i'd like to think there is always hope, Lydi...
sometimes i do wonder.
thank you.