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Yes, life can be wrong in some of it's aspects. A pity more can not be done to right these situations. 
posted by
mariss9
on September 1, 2012 at 4:06 PM
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Reading this makes me wonder about their stories. How did they end up how they did?
posted by
FormerStudentIntern
on September 1, 2012 at 11:29 AM
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So many memories you brought back with this poem. I've sat down with some around the old barrel for warmth, refused polite invitations to 'share a swig', doled out as many hugs as cigarettes...and learned so much. This is a beautiful poem - I'm printing it and keeping it, thank you.
posted by
adnohr
on September 1, 2012 at 6:25 AM
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Great poem .
posted by
afzal50
on August 31, 2012 at 8:24 PM
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An excellent poem, Jay. Enough there to fill a whole night with wondering.
posted by
2902
on August 31, 2012 at 3:47 PM
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quick edits :)
down town is one word downtown: leave with at the end of the first sentence off: leave i think out of the 3rd sentence or move it to the beginning of the sentence: end the sentence there then make the next sentence "I found....." it will tighten it up alot: what about saying we were dishwashers....less wordy: divide the last sentence into 2 and leave out needless to say
love the poem....really gets into how the homeless are treated....great job
posted by
Annicita
on August 31, 2012 at 3:27 PM
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Nicely done, my friend!
posted by
Reflecting_teddypoet
on August 31, 2012 at 3:18 PM
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