Autumn's mockery
Creates an absence of boats.
And the willow speaks for itself.
Half of a worn couple shows affection:
Speechless eyes and a limp arm embrace.
Why am I alone?
Cold brick slabs retain
River water overflow.
"A monument to those lost at sea"
True patriotism.
Scarce light scatters slowly
Over a family torn to pieces,
God knows why
The seagulls don't mind
The cold.
I wonder where the fish will go?
Swim away with me?
Brick and mortar won't last forever.
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