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233 Spring Street

Updated on February 6, 2015

Everything was great

when she lived on 233 Spring Street,

clothes on their backs,

shoes on their feet,

she started raising her brothers

and sisters at the age of ten,

everything was better then,

the scars ran deep,

she put the infant on the sofa

and watched as she fell asleep,

fighting back the urge to weep,

fear filled the air,

her mother sprawled on the floor,

she knew she was dead,

there were large bruises

on the back of her head,

her mother was a crack whore,

nothing more,

she had no idea what caused

those injuries,

but she wanted out of that place,

rigor mortis was already developing

on her extremities and her face,

reality was thin,

she turned to face her other siblings,

offering them a grin,

she prays,

and longs for those days,

when they would play

on the 233 Spring Street lawn,

as she released an empty yawn,

with nothing to show,

soon to be separated,

and that was the final blow.

© 2012 Frank Atanacio

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      Frank Atanacio 4 years ago from Shelton

      thanks integirtyyes

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      IntegrityYes 5 years ago

      I definitely voted up. Keep excelling.

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      Frank Atanacio 5 years ago from Shelton

      Thanks so much MCK for leaving your footprints all over my lastest entries bless you :) Brooklyn.. is still the Garden Spot of the world Gypsy.. Only a few bad apples..right? thanks for commenting :)

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      Gypsy Rose Lee 5 years ago from Riga, Latvia

      WOW Grim reality. Unfortunately a lot of times too close for comfort on the streets of good ole' N.Y.C. You tell it well Frank.

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      mckbirdbks 5 years ago from Emerald Wells, Just off the crossroads,Texas

      233 Spring Street is not a lonely place. Based on the comment stream. You have told a complete story with very few words. It is an art and you are skilled.

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      Frank Atanacio 5 years ago from Shelton

      our Ms Brooks you're th best!!! LOL

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      Deborah Brooks Langford 5 years ago from Brownsville,TX

      Hey Frank Michelle will meet you at 12th and 6th? LOl

      You are the best..

      Debbie

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      Frank Atanacio 5 years ago from Shelton

      LOL @ thelyricwriter thank you my friend ahh but remember there is always a Victoria Secret Catalogue around.. right? LOL thanks

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      Richard Ricky Hale 5 years ago from West Virginia

      Frank, your poetry always sends crystal clear visions to my head, too bad you don't write about beautiful women! LOL It is a credit to your remarkable talent Frank and this amazing series that never tires. The big Frank "Talented" Atanacio!! Awesome work as always my friend. Best wishes.

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      Frank Atanacio 5 years ago from Shelton

      thank you so much H.. for you comment bless you

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      Brenda Barnes 5 years ago from America-Broken But Still Beautiful

      The children and animals are always the ones who suffer most. As the social system and parents become ever weaker, the weak ones must become stronger and gather together in a huddle. You described that well Frank.

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      Frank Atanacio 5 years ago from Shelton

      thanks once again Our Ms Brooks bless you and thank you too Genna East for visiting my Spring Street poem

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      Genna East 5 years ago from Massachusetts, USA

      Too many children experience this tragedy every day, and it grieves the heart. Well written, Up +.

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      Deborah Brooks Langford 5 years ago from Brownsville,TX

      Frank and that was the final blow!! Oh WOW.. sir.. this is the best.. I love it,,,

      Blessings

      Debbie

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      Frank Atanacio 5 years ago from Shelton

      thank you senoritaa for that deep comment bless you :)

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      Senoritaa 5 years ago

      Deep portrayal of a sad story. If there is a place called 233 Spring Street, the poem would echo everywhere around.

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      Frank Atanacio 5 years ago from Shelton

      Mar... thank you so much for visiting 233 Spring Street and sharing your comments.. and welcome to my page icbenefield .. and Mr. Alastar Packer thank you for a woth the read comment as always bless you guys :)

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      Frank Atanacio 5 years ago from Shelton

      Thank you so much for reading my 233 Spring Street Justateacher... and bless you for you work Rosemay it's good to see you and Sueswan always good to see you too :)

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      Alastar Packer 5 years ago from North Carolina

      Nothing destroys a family like the power of parental addiction to drink or hard drugs. And crack is one, if not the worst of them all. You tell it like no one else my friend, yea, like a cold wet towel crack to the head in its impact.

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      lcbenefield 5 years ago from Georgia

      Intense and tear jerking. So well written to bring attention to children of addicts. Thank you for sharing this. Up and awesome.

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      Maria Jordan 5 years ago from Jeffersonville PA

      Gripping and gut - wrenchingly sad. Well penned. UP and AB.

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      Sueswan 5 years ago

      Hi Frank,

      "reality was thin,

      she turned to face her other siblings,

      offering them a grin,

      she prays,

      and longs for those days,

      when they would play

      on the 233 Spring Street lawn"

      A tragedy that they lost their mother but more of a tragedy that the children would be separated from each other because of her death.

      Voted up and away

      Have a good weekend. :)

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      Rosemary Sadler 5 years ago from Hawkes Bay - NewZealand

      Incredibly sad poem. Unfortunately it does depict real life. Children grow up before their time and siblings are split up.

      You wrote this so well Frank

      Have an enjoyable weekend

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      LaDena Campbell 5 years ago from Somewhere Over The Rainbow - Near Oz...

      This poem could describe the families of so many of my students! I wanted to cry!

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      Frank Atanacio 5 years ago from Shelton

      thank you so much Joyce I don't think any of my crime poems are complete until you leave your finger-prints on my page bless you :) you have a good w/e too

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      Joyce Haragsim 5 years ago from Southern Nevada

      I really feel the the poor girl who wanted to looked after siblings then separated. Truly sad.

      Voted up and Awesome, Joyce. Have a great weekend my friend.

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      Frank Atanacio 5 years ago from Shelton

      thanks so much mismazda for stopping by 233 Spring Street bless you

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      mismazda 5 years ago from a southern georgia peach

      Wow Frank..you write the most DEEP poetry....this one was sad but I still like it..voted up

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      Frank Atanacio 5 years ago from Shelton

      thank you so much Lathing honestly :) Frank

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      LaThing 5 years ago from From a World Within, USA

      This is incrediably sad, Frank! Boy, you are so good with words; you painted a very clear picture of what does go on in real life for lot of the children!

      Voted up and awesome ......

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      Frank Atanacio 5 years ago from Shelton

      Thank you for stopping by X-Man and always good to see you Justasksusan.. and Josh always good to see you too bless you all for reading my 233 Spring Street

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      Frank Atanacio 5 years ago from Shelton

      thank you so much Audrey, and thank you too Valley Poet for reading my 233 Spring Street

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      Joshua Zerbini 5 years ago from Pennsylvania

      Frank,

      What an emotional and powerful display of what actually does happen in today's society. Great job here Frank!

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      Susan Zutautas 5 years ago from Ontario, Canada

      Those poor children. Sad poem :(

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      Jim Higgins 5 years ago from Eugene, Oregon

      Another social tragedy, kids tossed to the system, another hard-hitting and gritty poem.

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      Valleypoet 5 years ago

      An immense sadness resonates from this tragic story. From memories of happier days, to the aptly put 'final blow' of a family torn apart. You are on form Frank. Voted awesome:-))

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      Audrey Howitt 5 years ago from California

      Ah Frank--you have a wonderful way of using the grit in life to frame and explore human emotion--bravo!