by Laura Kayne
Three empty chairs watch from a wooden pier
As the tide washes in and out,
Wind sweeping through red and white canvas –
An invisible occupant
Of an abandoned seaside.
White curls of foam rush in,
Cleaning all evidence of sudden desertion,
Sweet wrappers and broken sticks,
And half-buried beer cans.
Blue sky dims
Replaced by pink and orange
Bathing rock and seaweed in an eerie glow
Before fading to the night-light pinpricks
Of distant stars.
Birds still circle
Warily exploring the twilight sky
And three canvas sentries
Stand a red and white guard
Over an abandoned seaside.
Laura Kayne has had poems published in Aesthetica and The New Writer magazines as well as online at Poetry Kit, Mosaic Minds and The Recasant.