This balcony is a good one

Better than some I’ve had

A meter deep and four long

Sheltered by the overhanging roof

Reached only by the sliding glass door

From my bedroom


From this balcony

Present intense

Past intrudes

Beneath the trees

That ambivilate the street

Overhead a panoply

Of chemtrails and satellites

Obviate the obscurity

Of this balcony

Deep, long and sheltered

Staring into the sky in the night

In the shadows



David Trudel  © 2012



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