Street Lamp Sunset Poem by Phillip Erb

Street Lamp Sunset



Drove down to the corner store -
Owned by a dark skinned man,
His wife, his daughter, and any
Passing kindred refugees
On their way to the promised land…
For vague motives misunderstood
And never known

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Goldy Locks 24 June 2007

you don't try [hard] to be/sound eloquent. thus = unpretentious and enjoyable. best care, sjg

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Phillip Erb

Phillip Erb

Louisville, Ky.
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