Black & White Yard© by Bob Shallenberger

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Men walk in pairs on the concrete trail with
scuffed steel-toed boots and warn-out soles, drab
green shirts and khaki pants with brown tops.

In grey sweats and shorts they share dull tales and
impractical plans, their silver or flecked manes and
rough long beards move with each step and word.

Some sport colorless athletic shoes or brown
hiking boots and grey knit hats no matter the
weather, season or climate.

The flowers and leaves change as the seasons
pass but the scene remains colorless and
mundane without hope or anticipation of change.

The distant freedom may bring color but until
Then, color stays beyond reach, untouched by
the colorless men who walk together every day.

by Bob Shallenberger

Bob Shallenberger

The poet Bob Shallenberger

 
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