Winter Streets

 

Bernie sanders : There but for the grace of God go I. 

My house shakes from the wind tonight

the Nor-Easter sweeps to and fro

A-whistling down out of the North

from icicled lands bound in snow

 

The poor I see go back and forth

across the roads of my hometown

As winter storms engulf their souls

like bowling pins to be knocked down

 

Inside my home the weather's warm

outside a wicked gale does blow

I can't help thinking to myself

of those who have no where to go

 

I find it hard to rest myself

while brothers walk the lamp lit cold

As bad it must be for the young

it is a nightmare to the old

 

Tonight I'll brave the surly streets

who can say they know what their role

Perhaps we're here for fortunes sake

to share the warmth with one lost soul

 

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Author's Note

On a cold wintry Vermont morning a de-shoveled man and Bernie Sanders walked into a shoe store on Church St in Burlington Vermont. Bernie had made his acquaintance while walking down the street. The man didn't have proper footwear for the cold. Bernie tells the clerk to fit him him with the best winter boots he has. Bernie pays the shop keeper shakes the mans hand and leaves. No media,no story,just Bernie!
Story accurately portrayed as it was rendered by eye witness Jeffery Weigand

Reviews

[Magdelena]

Well let me say first of all one thing. You are one of the best talents on this site by my way of thinking. Now that being said, I will go on to say that you have a knack in bringing forth writes that not only touch ones heart, but also are able to make them weep from the feel of your words. And in my opinion if one is not able to feel your words, then they just aren't reading it as they should. And that is with an open mind, heart, and soul!

This was perfection.. Don't care if someone feels the rhyming is forced, for it's not. The words man, the words! Look within the words, that's what it's all about.. Sorry if there may be any mispelling here. Then agian I'm not the one being rated am I! (Smile)


Maggie xx

[Draven]

I very much enjoyed the beauty and the compassion of this piece. Very wonderful indeed.

[Tate Morgan]

Thank you I am glad it stirred emotion in you . It should do that to all of us I would only hope

[Scott Metro]

Very poetic. This time of year shows our compassion...
They've always been with us...wouldn't you think in a world of such wealth that this scene would only be a bad memory ?

Enjoyed it Tate.
Scott

[Tate Morgan]

May that sentiment echo out to all who read this thank you

[Dr. Wood ?]

your sentiments are to be applauded Tate and this is one of your finest poems to date

[Tate Morgan]

Thank you Doc I wish it werent true but we have homeless who go hungrry every day and freeze to death each night.

[Dr. Wood ?]

on a much smaller scale, it happens here too Tate, Whatever happened to good will to all?

[Tate Morgan]

Yeah I agree the world has become so self centered and selfish That those found homeless are blamed for their own situation

[Dr. Wood ?]

greed has a lot to answer for my friend, it will always be so

[Tate Morgan]

I agree it is a sad thing to hear that we are not feeling for others because we truly dont want to and ascribe their condition to their own lack of education or social status as if it were the old class system of the 1800s

[Leslie Philibert]

A poet I like, with emotions that should be echoed over this time.

[Tate Morgan]

Thank you we are all more blessed tthan many and need only look at our world in that way

[Lily Mae]

This is powerful. We lost one our homeless due to freezing temps. So very heart breaking.

[Tate Morgan]

Such a sad tale I agree it was so cold the other night I could hardly imagine what it would be like to be homeless in such a storm Thank you .

[Nath]

When I read this, I had to think of a strophe of a nursery rhyme, part of it translating into "[...] Never forget the poor. When you lie in your warm bed, Think of those who have to freeze [...]".
I like your take on that topic and your conclusion that maybe we should help those who have less than we do, especially at times when it is hardest for them.
Wonderful write.

[emmajoy]

Tis so easy to be complacent and forgetful at this time of year. Your poem reminds us that there are so many, too many, not just locally but worldwide, who have nothing, nobody with which or whom to share sweet moments at what is supposed to a time of love and light ..

Takes but a second to smile at a lonely person, to give something which could mean another five minutes of hope.

[Mauricio Montoya]

these words ring so true. great job in bringing this piece together.

[ice]

pity this busy monster,manunkind,

not. Progress is a comfortable disease:
your victum(death and life safely beyond)

plays with the bigness of his littleness.
(ee cummings)

[MiidniightSoul]

Beautiful. It left me breathless. Very well written, touching and powerful. Thank you for sharing this wonderful poem.