Silent wet and pot holed streets
Where
Sun streaked
Striped and scalloped
Canopies
Drip sea mist
Onto empty pavements.
Where
Stark , split and splintered garden fences
Finally
Surrender,
Unnoticed,
From sea front
Wind thrashed, shell crushed
Sparse and sea salt gardens
Into the wild and deep grey ocean
Where
Violent purple, blue and ochre
Paint peeling
Tightly fastened
Windows
Shell shocked and vacant
Look on.
Comments
excellent
Thank you Keith. Glad you liked it!
– daisydaisy