Unsheltered

by Jenni   Mar 5, 2012


Chapped lips, gnawed nails
roosting in eclipse
below headlight and
exhaust fumes.

Small hands, lost eyes
fading whereas rosy
cheeks wither.

Innocence replaced
with reality.

Sometimes it is just
one suitcase containing
whole lives..
sometimes not even that.

Wearied because of
limb darkenings and
devouring maladies.

Trying to keep afloat
while swimming in
oblivion and indifference.

Some children play
on the street,
others live there.

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  • 12 years ago

    by Lifeless Doll

    The imagery of this poem is very clear, heart-breaking and realistic, writen with a beautiful yet sad use of words that only you could turn into a poem good job :)

  • 12 years ago

    by Sunshine

    Writer 'paints' a vivid picture of the plight of street children throughout the poem. The title echoes throughout the poem through the use of strong adjectives(chapped/lost/devouring) to appeal to our senses . The children are 'unsheltered' and exposed to bad weather,pollution,abuse and disease. The poet intentionally uses short lines interrupted for emphasis to highlight the urgency/serious situation depicted in the poem.

  • 12 years ago

    by Jenna Bella Oldridge

    I have never been homeless yet this poem really pulled at my heart strings and I think its because you wrote it in a way that was very frank and honest.

    "Some children play
    on the street,
    others live there. "

    All of the poem is good but your ending hit me the hardest as it is so true.

    Excellent

    5/5

  • 12 years ago

    by HOLLY ARMER

    Such an epic write on such a sad reality.

    Your choice of words really paint the canvas with each ruggedly truth telling brush stroke.

    Well done!

  • 12 years ago

    by Karla

    Many children live unsheltered. Poverty is a world which I'd like to delete from the world.Fantastic poem Jenni. Good job, my friend.