The alleyway was starved of sun,
no golden beams through it, did run.
In this dank murk sat cats on bins,
and drunkards sleeping off their sins.
That last stanza is beautifully pleasing. t x
Bravo Ernestine! A very sad but capturing and thought provoking poem! !
A (Great Read! !) Best regards! Friend Thad *10 plus*! !
You paint a vivid picture of a place that is grim indeed. It's interesting to note, in the last verse, that even in a place so grim the people still enjoy the bond of friendship. A very good read though, a bit sad. Thanks for sharing
Hope that this is not your neighbour-hood Ernestine, though a glimmer of light there still shines, That connection, of being in it together, that you speak of
All the best, and thankyou again, for yet another poem of quality
Love duncan X
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