Sentries, a triad,
stock-still,
standing at
attention, ramrod straight
watching over the
yard, guarding our back
watching me, as I
check their presence
out the window,
air seeping in.
If I look
carefully, I can see them
locking their heels,
rising straighter still,
as the guardians
at the Tomb of the Unknowns,
watching over the
yard, the house, the birds,
the squirrels
under their canopy.
The days passing
by
sentries of the
fenced-in,
enclosed space
behind the house,
watching over the
yard.
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renamed
April 23, 2015
Sentries
edited
April 23, 2015
Sentinels
– v3
(editing
original)
Edited
September 10, 2012
“Sentinels
– v2”
written
after Poets’ Corner
monthly
poetry reading,
and
poem read by Chip Bergeron,
who
described fir trees as sentinels.
&
original poem,
January
23, 2009
“Sentinels”
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