The Rain People

Lost, forgotten,

washed up, washed away,

washed down the dream

soaked drain,

drowning in brutality

and ennui of the soul

dark thunder clouds enveloping,

all encompassing,

slate grey lost look

in dull eye,

soaked to the bone

in the misery of memory,

sleeping in a deluge of

alone and blame,

lost poetry drip

                    drip

                       dripping

tap

  tap

     tapping

furrowed brows …___...___...___...

A cleansing acid burn downpour

taking sharing, caring society

off the streets,

only leaving the ghosts that remain,

crushed nights in doorways

crying for home

the tears join the flood,

and the rain ;

Reviews

[Cherrie]

I agree with E. the title pulled me in. Your format pushed me, your images reminded me. Lets pray for dry ground.

[gram linski]

lol, thanks Cherrie, unfortunately Global warming has decided against that idea, we are sinking, inch by inch,

[Einstein Noodle]

title hooked right off...fine water working sir gram ... cuts to the bone emotive tragic sadness .. especially am drawn by this:
"drowning in brutality
and ennui of the soul" and L15-21 absolutely my cup of tea in poetry .. such creative furrows .. well done says i! and your closing washes me in .. a keeper in my books .. into me ol'library it goes
E.

[gram linski]

Thanks E. I am honoured to be in your ol' library,

[John Alexander McFadyen]

This is sad and dark, almost dystopian in its brutal nature as the poet finds themeslves irrelevant with no place for their words, a homeless poet simply shrivels up as there is no one to give them sustinance.

[gram linski]

And yet we are everywhere, you can be homeless in a house too, cheers dude,

[Edie Blue Starfish]

So much feeling in this and hurt for those without homes, with no where to go.
The streets are rough, not just exposure to the elements but other dangers too

[gram linski]

The vigilantes that hate, the cops, the bloke sitting next to you sharing your wine that would stab you for your recently stolen shoes, the feeling and hurt are real, thanks Edie,

[jacob erin-cilberto]

and so many were once sheltered and living normal lives...it can happen as quickly as a bad thunderstorm...and these people are soaked with poverty and pregnant with homelessness.
the layout of this adds to the feeling...and those blanks...that also act as brows.
creative...
and we can't tell tears from raindrops...
wow, i just love this piece.
j.

[gram linski]

Thanks j. loved the line soaked in poverty and pregnant with homelessness, might have to steal that one, lol, the blanks were me being too clever, dot dot dot dash dash dash dot dot dot dash dash dash dot dot dot, etc I apologise for being a pretentious prick, lol, thanks for the great review.

[Chris Shaw]

Oh my. This was painful to read. All that misery of the homeless, the loneliness of the lost and hopeless under a deluge of rain and tears. That's what I see here and blooming miserable it was too. You certainly convey misery with ease gram. Well writ.

Chris

[gram linski]

Hey, Chris, conveying misery with ease sounds like an X of mine, lol, I have been homeless and it is a humiliating abhorrent affair, how can you have people sleeping in the doorways of empty buildings, ah the sad irony, thanks again

[Chris Shaw]

I agree with you, it is a national scandal that anyone is homeless in the UK. Even worse when there are empty buildings. It's a disgrace. You are certainly well qualified to write about it, and a bloomin good job you did of it too. You made it very realistic.

[gram linski]

Well, it kinda was, lol,