Wonderful again Michael - but nice to think that even those fallen on the hardest times can still live the highlife....even if their toes poke through!
All the best,
Ben.
ps. I do see what you mean more and more by that sneaky 4th line; I will perfect it yet!

This wonderful poem resonate much truth and sadness.. You have a good eye to see the world around you and an even greater pen to write it.. keep it coming Bro...

Hi Michael,

This reminds me of that one song by Phil Collins, I think the title was the same as this?

Very sad poem, and very descriptive for so few words. You can see this man in your mind's eye...one a respectable rich man who bought his clothes at Harrod's ( I have been there, by the way, loved the staircases in Egyptian style!!) and now a beggar on the streets.
The twist is well pulled off in this one, that is for sure, it shows a very different light on the first two lines, because you now realise the bench was his bed for the night!

(((hugs)))

I think talent is really displayed in this piece because with a senryu being so short, it takes a lot of thought to either make a declarative statement, something very catchy, or try and put one small short story into the three lines, and thats what you've done. I love Senryu's, I use to write them a lot. This kind of inspired me to bust a few out.

Its amazing how you can describe a lot that is going on in this mans life with just three short lines.
I got that he is homeless, just waking up on a bench. I can't imagine the tissues I would need if you went into further detail. I'm glad this was three lines lol.

Just drifting by to reread this jewel again.... ~smiles~