Crystal Chandelier Poem by karen sinclair

Crystal Chandelier

Rating: 5.0


Woe is....

Why your opulence is undeniable
Sprite rainbows shimmer across a dancing ceiling
Betraying shadowed spiders
Displaying secrets wealth
Regency glamour behind a stark green door
How rich is thy owner
How many have you enchanted
Through peek hole curtains
Your purpose to lift the souls of those invited in....

Yet what of the vagrant treading splashing pavement
How does your message translate to the downtrodden the lost and the helpless

You merely remind him the what if possibilities of youth
Standing beneath the cold midnights blue canopy
Gazing broken at a harsh ocre blanket warming inhabitants
Smiling luminescence
Minus his unwanted presence

Reminder
That just this once
Just this life
It was not his turn

He walks away
Clutching his green (glass) bottle
Wrappen in paper

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Inner cities the extremities of poverty and rich is immeasurable. Crystal Chandaliers to me are the most poignant difference. My father was a vagrant for quite a few years in London
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Danny Draper 29 September 2013

Eloquent juxtaposition. I am reminded also of the light of street lamps that also spider and shard light as a chandelier. The idea of an individual of lesser means getting a break and a more affluent person walking away from another profitable opportunity is fanciful but shows a heart of equality and egalitarianism.

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