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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