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Best Garbage Man Poems

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God Bless the Garbage Man
Though this is written like a poem it is
more of a thank you letter.

God answers prayers in so many ways
he brings us people to help...

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Categories: garbage man, faith, family, friendship, hope,
Form: Free verse



Garbage Man - Satire -
Busy shadows follow him on his route
Eyes collecting people dressed in a suite
Every sweat filled day he tells his story
His love’s labor for family glory

In...

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© Just James  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: garbage man, father, satire,
Form: Sonnet
Our Garbage Man
Little Mary, who lives next door, and I think that we have the nicest garbage man...
And every week he comes and empties out our garbage...

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Categories: garbage man, thank you,
Form: Light Verse
The Garbage Man
for under 10$ an hourly wage
you too can be the lucky one
who rides around on the back of a pungent & filthy green
garbage truck for...

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Categories: garbage man, life, people, people,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member The Garbage Man
the garbage man comes
picking up yesterday’s memories
in plastic bags
and wooden boxes

leaving behind 
empty tin pails
to be filled up again 
with today’s remains...

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Categories: garbage man, birth, death, life,
Form: Free verse



Premium Member A Little Kindness Never Hurts
A Little Kindness Never Hurts

A little kindness never hurts,
yet today, find extremely rare.
Indifference foretold for last days,
cause fewer people  … care.

I posses God’s gift...

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Categories: garbage man, care, how i feel,
Form: Rhyme
Money Isn'T Everything -By Josner Saintil
Money isn't everything (BY Josner Saintil)
He has a lot of money...
But you seldom see a smile on his face.
And, yes, he has the good life
Yet...

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Categories: garbage man, money,
Form: Free verse
Little White Feather
Drifting away across the sky I see a little white feather floating by.
Where did it come from and where has it been?
Right before it passed...

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Categories: garbage man, adventure, imagination
Form: Rhyme
What Happened
When do we stop believing that we could become anything?

Remember the time in third grade when Mrs. Anderson asked us what we wanted to be...

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Categories: garbage man,
Form: Free verse
The Night Is Young
In the night when I can not sleep,

when I dream about dreaming

when even God is sleeping

and the devil is out looking

for lost souls.

I think about...

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© Adam Sliwa  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: garbage man, desire, dream, how i
Form: Blank verse
Premium Member Villanelle: O What a Wonderful World This Sordid Life Could Verily Be
Villanelle: O! What a wonderful world this sordid life could be

O! What a wonderful world this sordid life could verily be
If only humans were not...

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© T Wignesan  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: garbage man, jealousy,
Form: Villanelle
Morning Noises
Police and fire sirens blare
An early emergency somewhere

Neighbor’s water squeaking thro’ the pipes
Two cats clawing each other’s stripes

Traffic hums and honks, tires squeal 
In such...

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Categories: garbage man, city, sound,
Form: Rhyme
Transient Man
He said it out loud, as if for them to hear
I think I'm done here
Departure time has drawn near
He said it again, like a song

He...

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Categories: garbage man, addiction, allegory, allusion, analogy,
Form: Elegy
Premium Member The Ruler of a Land
Had a dream last night, I was the ruler of a land
Made weekends four days long, imagine if you can
How popular I was
Cheered and beloved
Then...

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Categories: garbage man, fantasy,
Form: Limerick
Premium Member Far Out
Let me rap to you about where I'm from.
Sidewalks are broken, weeds grow through the cracks.
The people that use them are like the sidewalks,
broken and...

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Categories: garbage man, culture,
Form: Free verse

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