Slowly they roll along sandy-strewn walks,

urban burros laden with packs of street finds:

hulking bags filled with aluminum,

plastic, and glass.  Their gold transmuted to nickels,

each one a find and a fortune;

successful prospector.  The

gait of a cowboy, the steed an old cart.

The dreams are the same as the seekers of old.

One Response to “Cityscene”

  1. gibb Says:

    I like this, I like the correlation between the two worlds and your use of alliteration that draws the images.

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