LUCKY. A Poem by Marc Carver.

 
 
Today the beggar
who sits in the street on his sleeping bag in the rain was
on the bench
 
He looked like he was waiting for something
then a young girl came along with a pie and a coffee.
 
She gave it to him
I turned and looked at her face
it was filled with wellbeing
but my thoughts were with him
what a lucky bastard I thought

 
 
Dog Image 4 Motherbird poem
 
 
Bio.
 
I am an old dog of a man
dogs look at me as they pass and say
is that a man or a dog.
So i continue to write for the dogs
and the occasional email i get from someone i don’t know who tells me they like my work

 
 
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