Friday, April 10, 2009

Norfolk

City by the sea, river bay and shore
Tree-lined streets and salt air smell
Ships in the harbor and boats on the beach
Coastal.

Oily Elizabeth drifts through and around
Ships in the docks and the tour boats cruise
Tables half-full, the smoke wafts away
Harbor.

Come all to Willoughby, where it's sandy and damp
Trees bent away, Atlantic winds blow
Cottages in shadow, the amusement park's gone
Ocean.

Old trees and houses shelter beneath
Moss hangs low, leaves fall on the grass
Sidewalks uprooted but no one much minds
Home.

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