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wake up shivering
hard cold cement
paper thin cardboard
makes an uneasy bed
it is of little value
in life on the street
an everyday occurrence
of sleeping in too many
yesterday clothes

friendships made
created to survive
love grows strong
sweet and fast
in quick short beats

life skills required
learning on demand
paid the toll
to invisible hands
oh weary days
written on wrinkled
empty faces

stake your piece of ground
like gold in a rush
shoes wore thinly
in abundance everywhere
laces untied, no longer worn

who needs shoes
when your heart is bare
contact made
this is home
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  1. 's Avatar
    I like this poem littlewing. For some reason, perhaps it is the picture, but it makes me think of the song Bedshaped by Keane, which is one of my favourites. Sad and poinant. I loved 'too many yesterday clothes' - what a wonderfully sad image.
  2. littlewing53's Avatar
    thanks 5th...do not believe i have heard that song...will search and listen...was thinking abt the streets of LA near a soup kitchen in the early morning of dawn and there were people sleeping in the street...i'm sure we all have seen street people, they exist everywhere..count my blessings it could be me...
  3. 's Avatar
    Hi LW - I think it's more the video than the song - see the link below:
    http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LYnb27C62nU
  4. littlewing53's Avatar
    5th...the video was really incredible...lots sed in so many different ways....visual is everything...one of the rare times the music has complimented the medium...tanks for the link...lw