Trailer Park Child Poem by Eric Cockrell

Trailer Park Child

Rating: 5.0


trailer park child;
his brothers and sisters,
stray dogs and cats...

his momma a crack pipe,
his daddy an old truck
up on blocks...

eating old cereal
from the box with the rats...
but he can read....

eviction notices, Bible verses,
and the warning labels
on cigarette packs...

the dirty prodigal son,
no name, just 'boy! '
empty gasoline cans...

a dead skunk in the road!

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Craig Anderson 18 September 2011

You take snatches Eric, like snaps of a camera and then just well magic happens. You put them together like a collage and a picture is the result. A picture that you feel smell as well as see. Best Regards. Craig.10

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Jim Troy 17 September 2011

I have been in the neighborhood for a little while a half dozen times or more and the scene is right on as I recall, so very many years ago... What a wonderful picture you paint of such an dark alley of life. Great painting my great friend..........................Jim Troy

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