San Pedro

Gentrifier’s pliers pull the heart from the old tart
Though a Navy Commander warns crew not to wander
Where sailors drank and brawled till ships’ horns called
By-the-hour beds and Shanghai Red’s demolished so Pedro could be polished
Now L.A. gangs sell the sins, against their guns no patron wins
Tarp homes on the bluff keep it rough, still developers dream and cream
Hills and ocean make a heady potion but fog dispels the notion
That a fat purse trumps a curse; ghosts abound, the lost are never found
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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Woodrow Avatar
September 9, 2020 at 3:08 PM
lovely write! my friend's sister lives there and we have been meaning to visit but still haven't found the time...tarp homes on the bluff does sound rough :)
Keely Avatar
September 10, 2020 at 8:21 AM
A new 108-bed shelter opened recently, but it isn't proving to be the answer for many, alas.
Krutsinger Avatar
August 28, 2020 at 1:08 PM
"developers dream and cream" - this is so apt!
Keely Avatar
August 30, 2020 at 9:26 AM
And recently tore down a much-loved waterfront restaurant area. To be replaced with "world-class" (read - universally uniform and character-free) facilities.
Brown Avatar
August 18, 2020 at 9:51 AM
Really like this.
Keely Avatar
August 30, 2020 at 9:23 AM
Thanks Douglas!
Cason Avatar
August 17, 2020 at 4:08 PM
Very nice..
Keely Avatar
August 18, 2020 at 9:30 AM
Thanks William!
Goff Avatar
August 17, 2020 at 3:34 PM
A sage reminisce belies your work...very good!
Keely Avatar
August 18, 2020 at 9:30 AM
Thanks James!
Wolf Avatar
August 16, 2020 at 5:54 PM
The land and the sea pay their respects. Humans today -- not so much, eh? Your tough, yet poignant write tugs at my heart, Sharon. Best wishes, and welcome to Poetry Soup! Write on please, Gershon
Keely Avatar
August 17, 2020 at 8:46 AM
Many thanks for the encouragement Gershon. I am very much enjoying getting started on reading your work - I have a ways to go!!
One Avatar
August 15, 2020 at 7:39 AM
A sad place it has become... But at least you have the memories..
Keely Avatar
August 15, 2020 at 8:08 AM
And the land, air and sea seem to keep those memories too, Silent One. Every now and again they team up to take back what was theirs.
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