Poem #11 From Prompt by Ingrid Exner-“Home-Less”

I wait until the shadows come,

And darkness fills this space.

I venture out into the streets,

To avoid a familiar face.

 

I had a life, I had a job

and even money too!

But life can throw up hurdles

An even for you too!

 

Do not judge me by my look-

My tangled greasy hair!

I once wore a crown with jewels

Holding back my golden hair.

 

My skin was once like butter

Creamy and soft to the touch

My fingers were decorated and painted

But now they do not look like much.

 

I once spoke to many and

Now heard by very few-

My only audience being those

I wish I never knew.

 

I had a life, I had a job

I had more than even you.

Please do not judge me based

On facts you never knew.

 

Ingrid Exner, 2016

3 thoughts on “Poem #11 From Prompt by Ingrid Exner-“Home-Less”

  1. Very nice Ingrid. I loved the poem, the thought and the way its expressed. Some suggestions based on reading the poem loud. Hope it helps

    I think you meant – and instead of an
    But life can throw up hurdles
    And even for you too!
    Suggestions – creamy and soft to touch (omit the)
    But now, they do not look like much.
    I had even more than you instead of I had more than even you.
    Please do not judge me based – you may want to remove the please here – to emphasise the point.

  2. A combination of dignity and shame. She has such a dread pf being seen,but if seen and bothered she is still tough.
    I thought the focus on here pitiful present state was a bit out of balance with her previous life- might have told more

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