Change

Change

 

 

options in the street

windfall avenue

picks up the slack

in his backpack

as his silent dog walks beside him

his sign pleads for help

his eyes no longer anticipate

an offering,

surprised by the car stopping

 

he puts on the brakes 

of his frown

and withering, almost falling down

 

he smiles at the quarters flashed

pockets his pride

 

prays for his options

to change.

 

 

erin-cilberto

122/20/21

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

My grandfather taught me to help the people in need Jacob.
"prays for his options
to change"
I loved the complete poem. If the all of us gave away something in the name of kindness. The world would be a better place. Thank you my friend for sharing the amazing poetry and your thoughts,
Coyote

[jacob erin-cilberto]

your grandfather taught you well, my friend.
thank you,
j.

[Coyote Poetry]

He did my friend and you are welcome Jacob.

[Writergurl]

I like this, it is kind of optimistic, nicely written much enjoyed

[jacob erin-cilberto]

just that little flash of optimism...
thank you for your kind words,
j.