Claire V. Bogdanos

Acceptance,Knowledge,Love,New Chapter,Process,Wisdom,

ARTIFICE ( 2016 ) 2016/03/03

Filed under: POEMS.....THOUGHTS.....MEMORIES — bogdanosclaire @ 1:26 am
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A gentle wind now lifts the leaves

That nestle in the buildings’ eaves

There are no children in the street

I hear no sound of running feet.

The parks are carpeted in grass

Manmade of plastic rolls en masse

The rain has melted all the snow

The runoff has no place to go.

What kind of world is this we see

Man’s vision of pretend-to-be ?



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