Poem by Lisa Reynolds

6/16/2020

I’m Hungry
The words aren’t spoken
They’re said through eyes
That watch others eat
Longing for a carrot
Piece of apple
Potato chip

Alone by choice
They sit
Gulp water
Devour bread
Without protein
Always craving more

To hide envy
They fidget in desks
Search backpacks
While waiting
For recess
To begin

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Lisa Reynolds is an award-winning Canadian poet, published internationally in anthologies, literary journals, and magazines. Translations of her poetry were released in 2022. She is a member of The Ontario Poetry Society, the Writing Community of Durham Region, and an associate member of The League of Canadian Poets. She lives and writes in a small community east of Toronto, Ontario.

3 Comments

David

6/17/2020 08:51:24 am

Simplly brilliant. Paints a vivid picture in my mind.

Stan Taylor link

6/20/2020 05:47:32 am

This poem brought tears to my eyes. Lisa painted a word picture of the reality of children who come to school with no breakfast. They are hungry. In many cases they also have no lunch. As a retired educator
, I’ve lost track of the number of students with whom I’ve shared my lunch.

Hasnain Bukhati

4/27/2021 10:37:10 pm

Even the beginning. captures the mind of reader.
The words are not spoken
They are said through eyes
First line of every stanza attracts human mind.

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