Saturday, February 9, 2008

almsgiving

over coffee in hip elegence
we linger...
photos of the forgotten
who warm hands
over wood fires
yet with eyes that sparkle
more than electric lights.

joy
under a charlie brown christmas tree
liberal use of color
& smiles,
unaware of our abundance
a warm coat, a luxury

i ask what we might do.
a warm coat, please
was her soft reply.

& prayers.
take the photos...
be reminded
heat isn't always
so easy to come by

3 comments:

paisley said...

i read this yesterday,, and got carried away and didn't comment.. i have a special affinity for the homeless,, so this really touches me...

Jane Poe (aka Deborah) said...

very poignant ... exquisite telling in this poem. xx, JP/deb

Quiet Paths said...

A warm coat, yes. Truth written so clearly. Thank you.