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Beneath the Blackening Trees Outside My Window

The imposing green dumpster stands Like a Grecian altar, in what Was supposed to be a driveway One car beside it and a horde Of cats walking around. Every now and again someone Approaches , not to deposit but Find his next treasure. Flocks of old people draw near, They roam the outskirts of the Green monster, for something That’s been tossed… maybe they’ll Find a new use for it… A dike sheltering them From the judging eye of the street.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2005




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Date: 1/6/2022 12:58:00 AM
Thanks for sharing this. May I share with you God's love, expressed in John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." God bless you.
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Date: 2/18/2016 11:22:00 AM
SONYA, Enjoyed the way you expressed every line. Please keep writing and sharing your poetry. LOVE LINDA
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Date: 12/5/2015 6:18:00 PM
Sonya, I really enjoyed this poem thanks for sharing **SKAT**
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