Ate another's bread
Taste not worthy to my tongue
Salted with his sweat
Walked another's path
Rock strewn, pits and snares abound
Stumbled, bruised my bod
Breathless going up
Up and down, steep was his stair
Tumbled each down step
Bear his load I'll not
Heavy, back cracking, I can't
Walked his walk for naught
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Poem copyright, Jimmiehov - All Rights Reserved
Today I'm linked with Kerry O'Conner in the Imaginary Garden
withrealtoads.blogspot.com/2015/07/flash-55-plus.html
Her instructions for writing a 55 word poem are there
I like the way you took your inspiration from the Dante quote, Jim. You did a very good job of providing a new perspective on the lines.
ReplyDeleteSo often we take without giving - failing on reciprocity is indeed a strong fallacy
ReplyDeleteExcellent write :D
ReplyDeleteJim, this is rather brilliant.
ReplyDeleteA really interesting poem, Jim--a deep sense of irony here, so succinctly expressed. Thanks. k.
ReplyDeleteInteresting, Jim, thought provoking. I hope that is your door stop!
ReplyDeleteGreat imagery!
ReplyDeleteSuch an honest piece. We can't walk in the shoes and path of another, but we can leave our footprints beside him/her.
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