T-shirt
And skirt
On a lifeless child,
Debris of tree leaves in the wild,
Swarming mosquito near a dock,
Half-eaten apple next to a clock.
Do you have the backbone
To collect evidence
And make use of the telephone
To seek answers?
Problems are temporary,
Chant the praises
of God,
Enjoy the raises
and nod.
*****
wow this is lovely ..you guys weave the words nicely
Excellent my friend and very well written
Have a great Friday 
This sent shivers down my spine. Bravo for the poem.
Skillfully woven words into a fate riddled 55. Nicely done, Jingle.
So sad for life to be over so soon…:(
This was very nice, and well written. I love the visual structure.
well done! the imagery evoked is superb
Interesting concept, Jingle. And a lovely poem.
Jingle Belle…..
This was sad…
But also good.
Thank you for this 55 My Dear, and have a Kick Ass Week-End
quite an image the first three lines create. Haunting and surreal . . . and then hopeful. All is temporary.
oh how chilling. i can’t imagine.
Excellent post, Jingle! =)
-Weasel
i like the vowel sounds here: debris of tree leaves
This feels like really there are three stanzas. First there is the surreal painting of reality, and reality is so terrible it features a dead child, the worst thing that can happen. Then there is the strongly asked question…we want answers, and are you, dear reader, courageous enough to do what it takes to get and face the answers? But then we are given the over arching view that this is all temporary and God is in charge, for which we are to rejoice. This poem reminds me of the Book of Job in the Christian Bible rather precisely.
The pacing on this almost dance, Ji! And what a fine message. Great flash 55.
Wow, Jingle. I’ve never seen you so serious.
Tragic – well written!
Hey Jingle, this is an awesome 55…very well done. It does have its chilling moments, but you raise it up in the last lines.
Eaton.
I tried to leave a link on the Big Tent Poetry site…not sure if it worked. Is that site comment monderated?
Great way to see beyond death and decay.
I enjoyed this Jingle and I love poems that have a visual shape this is very cool!
brilliant!
From darkness to light. Enjoyed the rhythm and rhyme in this.
Well written piece Jingle!
Pamela
Whoohoo…BRILLIANT!!!!! Thanks for sharing Ji xxx
i would imagine the cost of survival is priceless… a great 55!
Funny how many of us used a half-eaten apple, but so very differently!
Wonderful rhyming. It starts so stark. Yet so beautiful..
timeless flies search for fries
And do get aboard the Poetry Train every Monday
mornings and thereafter!
Very well done.
Lovely 55 and Poem.. This is a new varitey of poem?
–Someone Is Special–
A terrifying opening image.
Penetrating invitation to get outside of modern saturation of media and really interact with reality – a dead child. So many children will die today. Yet, the speaker’s invitation wisely sees that most will just nod (O dear) and continue to collect the pay stubs. Enjoyed this social observation of compassion fatigue.
Interesting!