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They Sleep In Mother Earth's Arms

Updated on March 1, 2010

Homeless

There are patches not touched by dew, hich mark their place of rest.

Tiny balls of flattened grass, convey where they once slept.

Little preference did they give,

To where they laid, their body at night.

The early riser may catch their stillness before night’s curtain is drawn.

But they’ll wander off in thoughts of their own, for they have seen it all before.

Old men curled in foetus form, shut off from the cold, the passing world; old babies asleep in mother earth’s arms.

But we see it not this way, neither do they, when they awake to wander, and return with the night.

To lie once more, unjudged upon the only solid thing they know –

The earth; their bed tonight.

Their tomb; another day.

Then evenly spread will be the dew, little crystals signalling their eternal rest; they cared not to delay.

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      aware 7 years ago from West Palm Beach Florida.

      Stumbles into something beyond profound. That's what i just did , By visiting your poem. These words you've assembled is a work of art.

      ray

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      The original Eman 8 years ago from london

      This is a very good poem bonny it was very moving and it kept me wanting more keep up the good work

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      sophs 8 years ago

      Ohh this is so deep and moving. Brilliant words Bonny :)

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      Eileen Kersey 8 years ago from Kingston-Upon-Hull

      What moving words Bonny

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      Moulik Mistry 8 years ago from Burdwan, West Bengal, India

      This is so moving - you are so sensitive as a poet and you should be...

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      Ann Nonymous 8 years ago from Virginia

      What a touching peom and such a hurting world...Great job Bonny!

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      prettydarkhorse 8 years ago from US

      beautiful - homelessness -- you can write poetry as well, nice, Maita

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