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  A Bored Man on a Park Bench

  

  By facelesscombatants, New Kensington, PA

  A man sits in the park on sunny days as through the trees the sun casts patterns of light. The shapes of the trees appear on the ground like a painting of black and yellow. But nature holds no interest for the man. He likes to watch the people as they pass. Their faces and gaits makes him wond...
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  The Man on the Corner

  

  By facelesscombatants, New Kensington, PA

  The man on the corner plays his guitar The passers-by listen as he plays them his song. They don't recognize the chords But they like the rhythm of the music. A few stop on their way and listen As he plucks them a melody on the strings. As his playing progresses he breaks a string. The...
• Poetry > Haiku
  Autumn Leaves

  

  By facelesscombatants, New Kensington, PA

  Leaves turn brown and fade Cover the ground as they fall. Their deaths bring beauty....
• Poetry > Sonnet
  The Artist's Wooden Mannequin

  

  By facelesscombatants, New Kensington, PA

  On the artist's desk he sits in silence Faceless, he's waiting as he does each day. Wooden limbs in a pose of defiance But only because she posed him that way. His fingerless hands in a fist raised high Indecipherable in its meaning; He has no emotion, isn't alive - Without the...
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  mannequins have hearts too

  

  By facelesscombatants, New Kensington, PA