Now the Rose Can Reach the Dawn

Once upon a time the end

Just kidding, this is how our tale will begin

A man stands in the cleansing rain

Just experienced great sorrow and pain

He watched the taxi drive off

Knowing the future will be tough

He goes home and meets the landlord

Says the rent is something he can't afford

Decides to use a shopping cart

To hold his records, which wasn't very smart

Some hoodlums threaten him with a knife

Now he wanders with only his life

He comes across a small flower store

And saw something he couldn't ignore

A beautiful rose overshadowed the rest

He contemplated this was a test

The door creaked open drawing attention

Slowly strolled with warm intentions

Looked at her and realized she was blind

Her windows hid what he was trying to find

He ran away pondering his discovery

Thinking maybe she'll have a recovery

But he knew that was impossible

Feeling somehow responsible

He needed to do something soon

Before he became the city's racoon

Went to the doctor and pleaded for an answer

Doctor replied that it wasn't like cancer

The man asked, "Can you use these?"

The doctor pulled out a form and said, "Sign here, please."

The  man never stopped smiling and then he was gone

Now the rose can reach the dawn

Reviews

[Emily]

This is a very unique piece. It flows very well though the entire piece, and though the subject matter is quite random at some points, I have really enjoyed reading it a few times. This piece reminds me of the lives of schizophrenic patients who live on the streets. Their lives alternate between having everything and losing everything. It is quite interesting to read though this and still be left with questions. I like that this poem does not clearly spell out the whole subject matter.

I really adore the part about the old blind woman. I like the way you say:
"Looked at her and realized she was blind
Her windows hid what he was trying to find"

I felt as though the 'windows' were either her eyes or glasses she wore over her eyes and they hid what he was trying to find, her soul and himself within it.

This is a very well written piece. I like the imagery very much and I really adore that you've done such a good job with everything in this entire piece.