the invisibles


who go unseen by fine society?
the ones unnoticed and unheard today
they live invisible to you and me

on city streets with nowhere else to stay
he sits on curb, searches through garbage can
inside small tent or under bridge he’ll lay

she’s taught by pimp to satisfy the man
but now that she is pregnant, he’s enraged
he curses in her face, hits her with hand

they live forgotten in home for the aged
small rooms smell sour as wander down the hall
both residents and staff are feeling caged

if listen closely can we hear them call?
with open eyes and hearts respond to all.


A sonnet consists of 14 lines structured into two parts: first part gives an “argument” and second part a “solution” separated by a “volta” (turn).

English sonnets are usuallly written in iambic pentameter (10 syllables in 5 feet), which resembles natural speech in a “da DUM” rhythm.

Terza Rima is a sonnet divided into 4 tercets and a couplet with the rhyme scheme: ABA BCB CDC DED EE.

Sonnet information from Frank and “invisible” prompt by Merril at dVerse poets pub.

18 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. TeddyBarnabas1
    Mar 06, 2019 @ 15:20:39

    nice thanks


  2. Riverside Peace
    Feb 07, 2019 @ 15:32:51

    🦋 A Sonnet, right?

    I love reading them but can’t write them.

    Beautifully written.


  3. Björn Rudberg (brudberg)
    Feb 07, 2019 @ 14:43:08

    Sometimes I think that they are not invisible at all… I have a feeling it’s a choice not to see…


  4. Abigail Gronway
    Feb 07, 2019 @ 11:16:03

    There was a time when the fatherless and widow were protected, and the aged were highly esteemed for their wisdom. Now they all are forgotten, ignored, pushed aside… invisible. Great topic. Thanks for bringing them back to the light.


  5. Charmed Chaos
    Feb 07, 2019 @ 08:41:13

    So heartbreaking and true.


  6. merrildsmith
    Feb 07, 2019 @ 07:27:26

    You’ve described so vividly these people and this problem. I agree with others that this is a horrible problem and that is so sad that these people become invisible. Nicely expressed in your sonnet.


  7. sanaarizvi
    Feb 07, 2019 @ 06:10:31

    My heart aches for all those people who suffer at the hands of the ruthless. This is a very touching and beautiful poem, Lynn ❤️


  8. memadtwo
    Feb 06, 2019 @ 21:41:22

    There are still over a hundred thousand homeless in NYC…it’s shameful that we can’t shelter and feed our people.
    Although I just read a great story about a woman in Chicago who raised money for hotel rooms for a number of homeless people during the sub zero weather.


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