Inner Anguish

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Inner Anguish

Two men sitting on a stoop

Day dawning as the rush of cars drive by

Drinking coffee from Styrofoam cups

 

One old, one young, they discuss the weather

Air already warm before the sun has even risen

Not a cloud in the sky to promise rain

 

Old woman pushing a shopping cart passed the men

Old man nods his head as she shuffles by

All her belongings crammed into black garbage bags

 

Girl in scrubs waiting at the corner bus stop

Boy in jeans, backpack hangs off one shoulder

Looks about his neighborhood with hooded eyes

 

Yesterday’s newspaper lays abandoned on the bench

Headlines read Economy in Constant Decline

No change to the everyday existence in the inner city

 

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peacefully commented on Inner Anguish

12-30-2009

Lena, shows again that all things are relative. It can't get worse when it's already worse.

dragonfly1023 commented on Inner Anguish

09-22-2009

Great observation of life going on as usual regardless of the worsening conditions. Love all the key elements: daily caffine addition, Styrofoam cups, one of man's worst ideas re: environment, bad weather, the homeless, and the future unemployed heading off to school adapting to it all. I get it Lena :D great write

dragonfly1023

09/23/2009

oops... that's addiction :D

LenaMP

09/23/2009

They way I consume coffee its an addition and an addiction :)

dragonfly1023

10/12/2009

lol.. good one.

Lolee commented on Inner Anguish

09-12-2009

Really easy and mundane, same-o-same-o. It sounded like a lead up to the atomic bomb. lol That would be different...is that wrong? : )

ginga commented on Inner Anguish

08-16-2009

Lena, I like the picture you paint here. A snapshot for each changing scene. Thank you for a diversion. ginga

Tempestlady commented on Inner Anguish

08-09-2009

Just a nice work about everyday life in a recession turning depression. Show's no hope, shows no joy, just monotony. The mundane existence of the blue collar worker and their children and parents. Enlightening write.....

Poetry comes nearer to vital truth than history.

Plato (BC 427-BC 347) Greek philosopher.

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