Strangers (a Haibun)

Written for:  dversepoets, Winners and/or Losers
Today for Poetics I hope each of you will be inspired to write a NEW poem by contemplating ‘winners and / or losers.” Every day of our life there are examples of winners and losers. What does it really mean if a person says, “He’s a real winner” or “He’s a real loser.”

Beggar on the street in a small village. Homeless, ragged, he only wants to be able to eat. Shy, ashamed, he does not speak, only holds up a cardboard sign. One day,
instead of simply dropping coins in the beggar’s cup and scurrying off, a man
stops. He sits down with the beggar and asks him for his story. After the tale is relayed, the man takes the beggar to get cleaned up. He takes him out for lunch. The beggar is happy, and grateful, but the good samaritan is happier to have shared an interesting, if sad, story, and a meal with a stranger.

Begs on street for food
Stranger craves human contact
Both emerge winners

About purplepeninportland

I am a freelance poet, born and bred in Brooklyn, New York. I live with my husband, John, and two charming rescue dogs–Marion Miller and Murphy. We spent eight lovely years in Portland, OR, but are now back in New York. My goal is to create and share poetry with others who write, or simply enjoy reading poetry. I hope to touch a nerve in you, and feel your sparks as well.
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