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A Child Upon The Doorstep Weeps

A child upon the doorstep weeps
ignored from passers-by,
She wipes away her lonely tears
With sagging woollen sleeve,
Locked out to play alone within
That bleak and terraced street,
Where pavements act as gardens
And throughout the city weave.

They grow beside each narrow road
With litter as the flowers,
That yield a harsh and pungent stench
Through red-bricked valley walls,
The only green the moss that lies
Between the kerbs of stone,
She cries out for her mother
But on deafened ears it falls.

A child upon the doorstep weeps
Neglected and abused,
Her socks once white as grey now
As the winter skies above,
She wears to hide the bruises
That she wished she could forget,
But she's never known no other life
And never tasted love.

Submitted: Thursday, May 21, 2009
Edited: Thursday, October 21, 2010

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  • Silver Star - 9,107 Points Ramesh Rai (7/6/2013 6:19:00 AM)

    well pitiful depiction of a weeping child reflects your inner core of heart and its softness.thank you for sharing (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 1 Points C.R. Clark (6/30/2010 9:56:00 PM)

    This is a truly moving poem, Andrew. Very well written, as always. I believe that child abuse and child neglect are among the saddest of conditions on earth to witness and you have captured that feeling in this work. A great write indeed, my friend.
    Richard (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Bonnie Collins (1/28/2010 10:08:00 AM)

    Andrew, I have read this before, and commented as well, but I feel so strongly in regurds to your vivid imagery that has become a world wide epodemic, that I feel it is worth my while to comment once again, you have managed to bring this to core of the heart of the reader filled with so many colours of sadness and pity, this is trully one of your better writes, my friend...... You are one special writter indeed..... Excelent! ! ! PLUS...... (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 0 Points Bob Blackwell (8/7/2009 1:25:00 AM)

    You have described so well a childs life, but it is also a reflection of life today, for many thousands of people as well. It is ironical, because those terraced houses you describe where built in the industrial revolution to bring bring poor people from the countryside to work in towns and cities, so they can work in mines and factories. Today they are the deprived areas of the UK and the rich people commute from the countryside to work. Brilliant poem Andrew. (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 14,313 Points Mehta Hasmukh Amathalal (7/28/2009 6:29:00 AM)

    They grow beside each narrow road
    With litter as the flowers,
    That yields a harsh and pungent stench
    Through red-bricked valley walls,
    a hell of life for street children where we can't dream of anything other than insults and denials of all the facilities including blot on humanity.....10 (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Ben Gieske (7/18/2009 7:42:00 AM)

    You paint a vivid picture and send a powerful message. I admire your use of contrast to bring across more penetrating images. Well done. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 165 Points Indira Renganathan (6/11/2009 11:05:00 PM)

    The whole of heart and soul is weeping....child abuse is strongly condemned and punished though it continues to happen...your words give the reader immense sorrow... (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Sandra Fowler (6/3/2009 9:42:00 PM)

    An elegy for a winter child painted in gray and white. Beautifully composed.
    Your title is especially poignant. God is counting those tears.

    Warmest regards,

    Sandra (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Karin Anderson (sorry can't vote or comment) . (5/28/2009 7:24:00 AM)

    Sorrowful poems about animals and children always tug at my heartstrings. You have a way of creating images that vividly show the child as being neglected and crying out for love. Progress hasn't stopped this happening. Masterfully written Andrew. 10 Karin Anderson (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Bonnie Collins (5/27/2009 8:12:00 PM)

    A very sad, but necessary write unfortunatly... AND you can apply this to any given street in any given town in any given state/country... Your imagery is so vivid, that you can see such a pittifull visual..... Very intence write, and enjoyed it as always, my friend.... (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 110 Points Ernestine Northover (5/25/2009 11:21:00 AM)

    This one really pulls at the heart strings Andrew. Sad to say that this even happens today, and in this country. Very well expressed indeed. Great imagery.
    Love and hugs Ernestine XXX (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Alison Cassidy (5/24/2009 3:31:00 AM)

    There is something quite Dickensian about your description Andrew. The portrait you paint so sensitively is keenly observed and beautifully crafted. This writer is moved to pick up the wee mite and take her home. Such a sad little poem. Love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 77 Points C. P. Sharma (5/23/2009 3:31:00 AM)

    A child upon the doorstep weeps
    But none who can her tears sweep! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
    CP (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Lynda Robson (5/22/2009 4:11:00 PM)

    A very sad scene you have painted here Andy, it really touched my heartstrings,
    well written as always,
    Lynda xx (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 212 Points Ramesh T A (5/21/2009 3:34:00 AM)

    Agony of child God only knows! Men ignore such things! Most touching scene you have depicted from the trivial! Nice! (Report) Reply

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