they need our help year round but often get more notice this time of year...i serve at the soup kitchen weekly and the crowds just keep getting bigger
That would explain the Santa ringing a bell outside the grocery store yesterday.
"The homeless is anxiousin treasure hauntingwhen it comes to thanksgiving"This bit gets to me...It just does. Thought provoking. Thanks for sharing.
There are too many going hungry--it just shouldn't be...
I wrote one on the same subject, I think I titled it simply "Thanksgiving", I will have to go back and look, but I met you on this one as far as agreeing with your ideas. Touching and human, your words.Nice pen!Kellie
This is the time of year for giving. Great post for a Sunday 160. Thanks for playing.
We've got to do it..I help with the prep and serving on Thanksgiving at church on 5th Av and 90th..ritzy neighborhood, but lots of poor show up..we're ready for more..
An important issue excellently handled.
interesting natural words!
An evocative post...It bothers me to live in a wealthy, resource-laden country and see more and more people in need of food and shelter...Something is clearly very wrong and it is not just a personal issue.Thanks for your kind comment on my blog.
No one in this country should go hungry...thanks for your eloquence in reminding us we should do our part
Thanks, Morning. This is a poignant write.
Good one! hunger is tough-thanks for visiting!
Thank you--response to a classic.
Well said, Morning.http://charleslmashburn.wordpress.com/2011/11/20/precious-moments/
You have a Heart of Gold
The hunger is palpable.
Great subject and poem. Good job on combining all those prompts!
Finally found you after trying to track you down through comments on others' Poetry Jam posts. Shoulda just followed your link on the Jam site itself. I enjoyed your presence in this week's Jam. Your use of language is itself haunting, Morning friend.
Great reminder of what the holiday is all about.
Ah ... the 30s dustbowl photos, so poignant . You poem reminds me of the thanksgivings that I used to do after my divorce when I was quite young. I did not wish to be alone and somehow always invited those who had no family ... it worked well and was very satisfying. Happy Thanksgiving.
I feel so dense :) I just now realized that this was a 160 - very cool and yes,thank you for the Picnic reminder. I am sort of lost on this new blog, attempting to learn everything.
That is real thanksgiving.
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Nice write, Morning. Yes, theirs is a plight that none of us want. I hope you and I are never that unlucky. I have though, experienced some really down Thanksgivings and I wasn't even homeless. Most vividly I remember spending the holiday week end in an old apartment above a dingy bar on a side street. It wasn't my apartment but my friend had vacated it for the weekend to be with her parents and so she offered it to me because it was 'downtown'.Now Mrs. Jim and I, retired and not homeless, eat supper with about 40 to 60 homeless persons every Wednesday evening...
Placing our own desires aside and thinking of what others would be thankful for is certainly a wonderful blessing. Nice!
A poignant reminder of what giving really means...an excellent write.
Morning, You almost made me cry with this one! I know what it's like to be homeless and hungry. to worry and be fearful of what will come next. Beautiful job! Blessings, Terri
Hi Morning,Very thought provoking poem. Thanksgiving is all about sharing with those who are less fortunate and if the Native Americans had not shared then maybe we would not be celebrating. "Treasure haunting" really does make one think especially about the children who have so many dreams and hopes for things to become better. Thanks and giving, one wonders who put those two words together, but with giving comes thankfulness.Thank you so much for your visit and nice comment, and thank you again for coming back and joining in with this weeks Treasure Theme Thursday. Always nice to everyone again.God bless.
I think they should support to solve your problem, if no one is like taking aspirin to cure a cold.
nice - you speak the truth in this piece
Finely written and very moving.
One thing to give thanks for is that there are caring people such as yourself who also happen to write great poetry :-)
This is a good reminder. They need our help every day. This photo is a classic taken from the time of the dust bowl...the era covered by Steinbecks "Grapes of Wrath."
Hello.There will be an abundance of food on many tables for the holidays...& a lot of waste. Wonder how many will think about the hungry & homeless before they throw away their surplus?Very thought-provoking indeed.Thanks for sharing & visiting. I appreciate your comment.Beautiful Woman Of My Heart
Very true. The holiday season can be very tough for some people, especially in this economy time. Beautifully composed.
difficult, awkward, and very problematic situation...and your poem skewers the conscious with the reminder. furthermore, guilt is evoked. small, powerful piece.
You are correct. The first step is noticing...
I've never tried to blog in 160 but I Tweet in, what is it, 140??? Not so good though. You conveyed the powerful message the homeless reflect to us...powerful photo. Sandra
wow, I love this, Morning!Very sincere, and thought provoking!Thank you for reminding us! :)Happy Thanksgiving!!Cheers,
hello...the greatest you can do on thanksgiving day is to give back whatever blessings you may have received by sharing your blessings to the "homeless"...few but very inspiring lines...thanks for sharing
A reminder we can all always use. Thank you for the introspective moment!
a powerful reminder, very nicely done!