it draped, hung from his
rocking shoulders
the silent sobs
fell into the city street
like waves of heat
everyone shied away
turned their back
avoided inviting the cruel pain
into their own hearts
he sat alone
comforted by nothing
time stood still as he
felt the shock
imagined it over and over
each time he gasped
tears no long stung,
they just fell
into the dirty street
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Kary's Nightmare Fuel 
August 3rd, 2012 at 7:49 am
Kary, I’m not familiar with the word ‘drapped’, might you mean ‘draped’? I think this a really effective ekphrastic poem and really like the stand alone final line.
August 3rd, 2012 at 7:55 am
Doh – yes, will fix right now, thanks for the typo catch 🙂 and thanks for the compliments 😀 They really make my day/week!
August 6th, 2012 at 12:21 am
Kary,
I really love the haunting simplicity and honesty of this poem. It’s one of my favorites of yours. Keep ’em coming. You are very, very talented!
Marilyn
August 6th, 2012 at 12:47 am
Thank you very much 🙂 I like how this one turned out too. Thanks for the comment. You made my day 🙂