Below is the poem entitled The Garbage Trucks which was written by poet
hunter. Please feel free to comment on this poem. However, please remember, PoetrySoup is a place of encouragement and growth.
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The house still sleeps,
Coughs, rustles, creaks
scuttle under my closed door.
The truck grumbles into the alley.
It used to be a barmaid
trashing bottles near
the house where I grew up
making pops and clinks.
Now it's trucks collecting bins,
dumping glass in their broad bellies
huffing away down the alley.