“Blueberry Ice” – Whitney Avenue/Hamnett Way – Wilkinsburg, PA – This photograph doesn’t have a damn thing to do with this poem… I left the camera inside tonight… My purpose was to write… A camera would just distract me…
Watching people on streets come and go…
Abandoned houses remain capped in snow…
Occupied homes emanate clouds of smoke…
When the wind blows the stream is broke…
Neighborhood cats normally skittish and mean…
Using my warmth to get the energy to clean…
After a few minutes he is on his way…
Chasing a lost leaf across a frozen display…
After a few moments an old car rolls past…
The smell of exhaust and discount gas…
The car slowly rolls to a screeching stop…
Lights turn off and bass lines drop…
A few minutes pass into the crunch of ice…
A stranger slithers past staring not so nice…
There’s a guy on that porch we gotta roll…
Drop me on the corner and I’ll grab your toll…
Another night observing the urban streets…
Another drug deal by a kid packing heat…
Realizing we are all slaves to the dollar…
Blue collar… White collar…
And then there’s me… The green collar…
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chriscondello 
Another awesome post….and worthy of re-posting…
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I have been thinking lately how we are trying to make a living doing something that traditionally pays only an amount that illegal aliens will accept. Green collar. Amidst drug dealers. We’re all the same. You rock.
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Green collar…I would say awesome collar. Can’t help it, in my mind you are the real deal when it comes to permaculture and making a positive impact. Thanks again for your posts a day til spring.
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