Manifest Destiny

Street signs

 with names

of trees






mounted on metal poles

standing where trees

used to be

like metallic green

grave stones.


The map of America

is littered with graves




Seneca Falls





Sioux City


Standing where nations

used to be


Grave stones of Manifest Destiny.



About toritto

I was born during year four of the reign of Emperor Tiberius Claudius on the outskirts of the empire in Brooklyn. I married my high school sweetheart, the girl I took to the prom and we were together for forty years until her passing in 2004. We had four kids together and buried two together. I had a successful career in Corporate America (never got rich but made a living) and traveled the world. I am currently retired in the Tampa Bay metro area and live alone. One of my daughters is close by and one within a morning’s drive. They call their pops everyday. I try to write poetry (not very well), and about family. Occasionally I will try a historical piece relating to politics. :-)
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3 Responses to Manifest Destiny

  1. beetleypete says:

    Poetic indeed, Frank.
    By coincidence, I live in Beech Road. No more Beech Trees line this road, but we do have a Beech Hedge.
    Best wishes, Pete.

    Liked by 3 people

  2. A powerful reminder of the graves we dig for ourselves.

    Liked by 2 people

  3. Lara/Trace says:

    Very poetic reminder of pre-colonization. xox

    Liked by 1 person

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