Some depend on meager
Talents to get by, often
Everyone watches and
Thinking they’re soulless because they’re homeless.
copyright Robyn Graham
A couple of street entertainers in Portland, Oregon.
The inhale, literally a second after I asked if I could photograph him.
Performing with his wife and fellow musician.
The wife creating music on a make-shift violin – a saw.
Feeling the music.
The day’s wages.
Upon writing this post I do not know that the couple in the images is homeless. However, while in Portland in August we did see a large number of homeless people, some of who were street performers. The acrostic poem is dedicated to all those who, for whatever reason; choice, recklessness, drugs, alcohol, mental illness, etc. are homeless and trying to get by with the little money they make putting a smile on the face of a tourist or a local by using whatever hope and talent they have left.