Homeless



Only fifteen
without a home
living where I can
no help

One shirt
a single pair of shorts
one hooded sweatshirt
no more

Little food
just what I get at school
nothing after that
no more

Without love
parents long gone
nobody that cares
no love

Twenty below
hiding in abandoned buildings
it’s so cold
no heat

School today
walking just to be there
just to get warm
no lie

Got nothing
without anyone
this is my life
no hope

I wrote this poem today about a student I personally know at the high school where I work…and they are not the exception. There are many just like this and many even worse off. Right here, in my town. The stories are heartbreaking. Each year the school has a gift card drive in December for these kids. My boss, Ms. Shelli Strouf, Assistant Principal, heads this drive up. We collect gift cards and distribute them to these kids for basic needs of life clothes, shoes, food, coats. We have many homeless, shelter, foster and worse off kids. We are collecting gift cards now, cards for stores, food places, anything will help. You can send the cards to Billings Senior High School 425 Grand Avenue Billings, Montana 59101 atten: Ms. Shelli Strouf. Thanks for caring ♥

Minus



Minus you
minus then
minus memories
minus when

Minus touches
minus kissing
minus laughter
minus missing

Minus love
minus lies
minus how
minus whys

Minus guilt
minus pain
minus wrong
minus insane

Minus crying
minus blue
minus forever
minus you

Clear



Crystal clear
shining in moonlight
preserving everything
hiding nothing

encased quiet
wrapped and solid
closed yet open
like fossils

looks fragile
only to warmth
growing stronger
getting colder

covering all
yet hiding nothing
if only life
were like ice

Silent



Bitter cold
reflected light
no sound
so busy
yet silent
blinding white
still falling
no noise
so quiet
piling higher
each one
atop another
still silent
listen close
hearing nothing
nonstop action
ever silent

Pain



Ever there
from where
I know not
never leaving
pain

Easing now
and then
I know not
why
pain

Waking sleeping
no difference
the cause
I know not
pain

less more
always present
how long
I know not
pain

Quite



Winter but not quite
bright sun
still green
no white
waiting wishing
still warm
little chill
something missing
little tease
once or twice
not lasting
thaw unfreeze
now December
Christmas coming
where when
winter but not quite

Help



Cry out for help
but only you can hear
nothing remains
only the fear

Wanting the help
unable to speak
look for strength
only to be weak

Where is the help
searching not found
alone
in darkness bound

Cry out for help
speak through pains
perhaps someone
will save what remains

Fair


Life is not fair
all are not even
no mortal can make it fair
that is just a lie

fair
Mortals who pretend
to be gods
mouth words about
life being fair for all

Yet they cannot
make people smarter
keep them from dying
make them all wealthy

They cannot change
behaviors
karma
fate

Life cannot be
made fair for all
anyone who claims it can
is lying

Splendor


joy
This talk of splendor in the grass
glory in the flower
grieving not
joy in what remains

so long have I waited
to allow it to be so
finally to let go
but joy I do not know

Grieving not
have I mastered
regret is not
part of me

Joy in what remains
in the life that is
or in the memory of what was
there is no joy in what was

Certainly there was not
splendor in the grass
nor glory in the flower
no joy in what remains

Go


Go
The memories they linger
no matter how long it’s been
is it as hard as it seems
to make them go

Why do they stay
are the feelings still there
is it that the love refuses
to go

Or is it something else
guilt perhaps
and the unforgiven
who won’t go

Always in the mind
the first memories awake
or asleep
why don’t they go

Will they stay forever
is there no way to be free
still here
please go

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