"Life is the dancer and you are the dance."
Eckhart Tolle

Friday, November 19, 2010

hole in your soul day #19 november PAD chapbook challenge-a hole

A gaping hole which once contained
your soul, you try to fill the void with
whiskey, wine and sleazy partners

Squatting in a disheveled room
Grey, tattered curtains — once white
Cigarettes butts spilling from a chipped ashtray
Empty food containers rotting in the heat
Dirty linens splattered with stains
From your empty life

The stench is overpowering —
Sweaty bodies, unbathed, filthy
A life of degradation
A gaping hole of life

8 comments:

  1. Very descriptive of this way of life - very accurate portrayal and the mood seeps through the poem. Well done. I could almost smell the cigarette butts:)

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  2. Sherry,
    Thanks and I was thinking when we got this prompt over at PA, what would cause a hole. I thought imagine living on skid row with no hope of changing or wanting to. Well, that is where this came from.
    Pamela

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  3. I simply admire your energy in writing so many lovely poems within a short period of time.

    amazing gaping hole of life.
    well done.

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  4. Thanks Jingle. I have been off of work for the past few days. So I have had time for myself and writing.
    Pamela

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  5. Wow, Pamela. What a description! You wrote so strongly of a certain kind of life that I almost gagged on what my mind saw and smelled!

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  6. Mary,
    I guess I did well in describing the scenario.
    Thanks.
    Pamela

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  7. Diane,
    Yeah, it would be a nasty way to live.
    Pamela

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