Poem: Maritime Park

shoes on the lines
hang to mark
the bargaining table
point of action
office closed for now
due to weather

     no hollow eyes to nod at
     no dirty hands to wave back

the fields here
afternoon homes
for the addicts
empty

snow just left and melting
rows of unfinished snowmen,
wordlessly guard over
nothing

Photo by Ann Bilowz

~SPLaws
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