Poem: Maritime Park

shoes on the lineshang to markthe bargaining tablepoint of actionoffice closed for nowdue to weather     no hollow eyes to nod at     no dirty hands to wave backthe fields hereafternoon homesfor the addictsemptysnow just left and meltingrows of unfinished snowmen,wordlessly guard overnothingPhoto by Ann Bilowz~SPLaws***National Poetry Month | Write a Poem a Day