Street Signs

some have lost feet, legs or eye

cars pass by, denying reply

many see no one there

ignoring their stare

some wince or sigh

 

some look with sad story cries

wares of despair for merchandise

many plead compassion

second-hand fashion

some advertise

 

some just drop out or hang in

beggars depend on ploys veiled thin

many hold poignant signs

hand-lettered designs

some give a flag pin

 

 

 

Reviews

[cest la vie]

This poem just reached in and touched me at the core. The humans you have honored by writing about are ones who I have the immense pleasure of drinking coffee with every week. These men/women are just overlooked as discountable. I absolutely adore this poem. Honest to goodness, it's superb.

Thank you for this poem.

[Helena]

A wonderfully empathetic and perceptive poem Jim. Well done! ~ Helena

[Karen Ingram]

Wow. This is an amazing glimpse into humanity (or lack thereof). This was not at all what I expected from your title, and I was very pleasantly surprised. Good job!