Curbside

Curbside

A Poem by Nautili

Sat up suddenly on a friend’s hard couch,

                   My father’s finger pointing, “ Don’t be a slouch!”

Stirred my coffee as that dream swirled 'round my head..

     rubbing my stiff neck and missing my bed.

Walked the tired streets searching for a reason,

                            found them all out of stock, out of season.

So here am I, all messed up,

                            here am I, all dressed up,

My few belongings in my knapsack.

                            What do I really lack,

but a person who understands

             the power of a chance,

                        And a briefcase in my hand?

If opportunity knocks upon my door,

                              “He don't live here anymore!”,

my landlord will be sure to say,

                    Since he threw my stuff curbside 

 yesterday.

 

© 2012 Nautili


Author's Note

Nautili
Got the idea of a guy (a recent college grad with a degree in business) that cannot find a job anywhere and has all this college debt to pay back...

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A critical poem with loads of truth, well written - great job.

Posted 11 Years Ago


Are you sure your most recent move didn't inspire you a little? lol
I think all parents share in this fear. We work hard to teach our children how to be self-sufficienct, well most do anyways. But the reality is....our future is in a delicate transition. Our tomorrow is shaped by our children yes....but they can only fix so many of our past mistakes. Lets hope and pray that they don't live to see a 100. I think retirement will be void. Quality of life is defined by our paychecks. It's should not be the American way. But this is proof we have our priorities upside down. Maybe Dec 21st, 2012 will flip the equator around...make our priorities stand straight.....fix this whole mess. lol

Posted 11 Years Ago


Intense. The harsh side of life is beyond brutal and your write does a great job capturing the desperation that can be experienced. Excellent write.

Posted 11 Years Ago


Nautili

11 Years Ago

thanks....this is one of my favorites because I feel like so many can identify with this feeling...
That is the best I have read from you by many

Posted 11 Years Ago


Crushing feel for an individual; imagine if one has a family to look after.

True hell! and no where to go only one solace GOD.

Posted 11 Years Ago


Very different, and very well written. I liked how you integrated rhyme into the poem, heightening its immediacy instead of diminishing it. This is a job well done.

Posted 12 Years Ago


You are truly gifted in conveying the matters of the heart, along with current situations.... not only does this piece have a rhythmic flow about it, but it also has a clever storyline within the poem... Well penned!

Posted 12 Years Ago


beautifully written :-)

Posted 12 Years Ago


I must say that I admire your work...I've read three of your pieces so far and each one is a gem. You have a gift.

Posted 13 Years Ago


What a way to write !! Most of the times more than the theme, it is the treatment of the theme that makes a poem great...You've done a wonderful job with the same. I like the language used. And a fresh take on such an incumbent subject of today..

Posted 13 Years Ago



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