seen unseen
know they exist
forgotten ignored
huddled as one
dampness soaking
into the bones
chilling the soul
what needed more
warmth or food
hide in shadows
break from the wind
cars drive bye
people walk by
avert ones gaze
not be seen
constant growl
stomach empty
constant shiver
shuffle of feet
blowing of wind
temperature drops
looking for shelter
anywhere will do
pretend to fit in
be a shopper
read a book
please don't look
ask me to leave
hunger cold
constant feeling
will not pass
only purpose
to survive
another day
and wonder
why
Raymond J. Denzel
R. Jacob Post Poetic Muses
To everything there is a season, and a time to every purpose under heaven: A time to be born, and a time to die.
- Ecclesiastes 3:1
Coffee Table Poetry's GUEST BOOK is a division of Coffee Table Poetry for Tea Drinkers, and is updated often. The easiest way to enjoy the selections from talented fellow poets is to select E-mail or RSS Reader. Also, come follow us on Twitter. We look forward to sharing your own beautiful poetry with the world.
![Reblog this post [with Zemanta]](https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/blogger_img_proxy/AEn0k_vcn0gjiRJKDAAU02OjhNSESbRkeFefVM2Qa_aCGrQHfmR7ap5f9YX8YlgqdENz3TtlHaYM04q_ubmOdauuY5NrKzzExLbayt8hWw7sLGX3_qIQgprpawH_pBDwufoF4Ly15yIJbNkx_mBtLWDVKgM=s0-d)
