Permanently Stainded

Free Verse, Short

With a whirr~grind

Slowly creeps up inching along

Then the banging sounds

As the "Bobcat" reaches his paw

Out as far as it can

Pulling back black plastic

Discarded cardboard boxes

Tidbits of vegetables, file thirteen coupons

And last night scapes of food

 

Then the male voices

Men in Banana Yellow Shirts

Permanently Stained

Who motion move on up the road

 

 

Once or twice weekly

The men come slowly

Creeping along

But they get the job done!

Reviews

[Dahlia Phoenix]

Impressive. I love the description 'cause like Berkeley said, its like a word snap shot that's playing in your head. Wonderful poem even though its short but does it necessarily have to be wide to tell what's trying to be said?

[Sunflower/Sara Kendrick]

Your presence at my work is uplifting..I just like to do short poems in little slots of time..Sara

[Wolf's Dark Song]

I can see this situation taking place as I read your words. Like a word snap shot.

[Sunflower/Sara Kendrick]

Thanks for dropping by and taking time to comment on my description of the garbage truck and the men who do that job to keep our cities and counties clean..Sara