Pier-less
The hurricane was weeks ago,
Yet now I get to see
The damage, or what’s left of it,
That was described to me.
We walked the route we always take
When down here for a visit,
Past lovely homes with water views,
Expansive and exquisite.
The local park’s in ruins
And some trees and plants have died,
But the lovely pier we strolled on
Shows destruction magnified.
Staring at its buckled surface,
Twisted into quite a mess,
Tells me when it will be walkable
Is anybody’s guess.
Copyright © Ilene Bauer | Year Posted 2024
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